Showing posts with label baseball. choke jobs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baseball. choke jobs. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

MEMO to the NY METS

Are you actually going to do this again? Are you seriously going to whimp out for a second straight year and forever be known as the definitive choke artists in all of sports? Are you really going to allow yourselves to be the signature punch line for years to come?

Please, for the love of God, do not go down without a fight again, like last year. Stand up like men, stand up for your organization, for your fans, for yourselves and put forth an admirable effort. If you lose out to the Phillies by a game but go on a 9-3 run, then tip your cap to them, but please, for crying out loud, do not go down like this for a second straight season. It is downright humiliating for your fans – who are ridiculously loyal by the way - to have to endure this kind of embarrassment again. How many more times do I have to hear that obnoxious Phillies fan call up WFAN and talk about how you are a sorry bunch of chokers, and how Greg Dobbs and Shane Victorino are more clutch than David Wright and Carlos Beltran? If you are not sure how to play hard, with energy, with absolute conviction that you’re going to will yourselves to win, than please, watch those Fightin’ Phillies play. Maybe you will learn something from them. Because when the chips are down, and their backs are against the wall, those guys go for it and with a vengeance. They thrive off it. Those are the times when they shine, when they rise up from the carnage like gladiators and unleash a barrage of clutch hits and crucial saves. Down 7-4 in the 7th inning with 12 games left? Bam! No problem, they’re coming right at ya and shoving it down your throats. Losing 7-0 in the 5th? That’s nothing…they storm right back and steal the game, ripping your guts out in the process. Down by 3 in the 9th? Piece of cake. They patiently and methodically stage a rally and before you know it, your 3 run lead turns to a 3 run deficit, leaving you bewildered yet again and your fan base in another pile of puke.

If it sounds like I’m jealous, I am. I am so jealous that the hated Phillies, perennial losers in the sport, fight tooth and nail and never give up; that they never wilt under pressure and actually feed off it like it’s oxygen. You guys on the other hand, react to pressure as if it’s kryptonite.

So how much longer are you going to allow this team to whoop your meek buts into sissy mush? When is it enough for you? When does humiliation – of historical proportion mind you - finally get to you and make you do something about it?

I beg of you, pick yourselves off the mat and grab a big ‘ole serving of pride and determination on your way up. Dig deep down within your souls and come out swinging. You have 12 games left to do something about it. Are you going to rise to the occasion or are you going to bend over again and say ‘thank you Phillies, may we have another?’

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Masters of Choke Back for an Encore

The Masters of Choke are back again. No runs against the worst team in baseball. That's all I have to say. Anymore questions about whether or not this team is choking then look no further than their scared approach to hitting tonight. 

Stick a fork in the softies. It's over. 

Monday, September 17, 2007

Choking...

Ladies and gentlemen, we are experiencing one of the greatest choke jobs in recent sports memory. Every single player on this team is wound so tight you can just see the fear on their faces, in their eyes. There isn't a guy on on that field who wants the ball hit to them. They're too scared. How else can you explain such ineptness? This team-wide collapse is primed to go down in to the annals of baseball history as one of the worst puke jobs ever!