(0:00-3:00) The open!
(3:55-13:20) Musical Guest: Kowloon Walled City. Buy “Grievances” here.
(13:20-29:00) Emails from the Internet
(29:35-52:00) The Baseballs: Playoffs, Personnel Changes, and Other Sundries
- The play-in games
- Sean Rodriguez hates Gatorade
- Matt Williams and Co. got shitcanned, but LOLyd McCLOLndon hasn’t been shitcanned … yet
- New GMs in the AL West: Dipoto, Eppler, and Forst
- Dogders-Mess; Crads-Cubes
(53:00-1:0:00) Old School Player of the Week: JERRY REED
Not to be confused with the country singer and actor of the same name.
80 Creepstache, 70 Deathgaze, 60 Merm/Mullet, 60 DADHAT (during the Phillies years, it looks like he kept his hat in the trunk of his car or stuffed between the cushions on his sofa)
If you stare into Jerry Reed’s dead eyes for long enough you will begin to feel your soul crater. Early in his career, he had a strong “Creepy Uncle” vibe, but developed a strong 80s cop/extra on the show “CHiPs” look towards the end of it.
Reed pitched in parts of nine seasons with the Phillies, Indians, Mariners and Red Sox from 1981 to 1990, appeared in 238 games (all but 12 in relief), and posted a 20-19 record with a 3.94 ERA, 4.15 FIP and a 1.354 WHIP and 18 saves.
Via Diamond Mines scouting report from 1988, he was described as a journeyman pitcher with mostly average stuff: 5 FB, 5 SL, 5 CH, 4 control. The perfect replacement-level arm.