Moneyball

[Boktavia II]

Has anybody else read this book? I'm finishing it up, and I thought it was really good. It gave me a whole new view to baseball. While I'm not a complete convert to Billy Beane-ism or anything, I do regard slugging and on-base precentage more highly now, and I'm pretty impressed with the way Beane does things. That 2002 draft was incredible for the A's. Lord, if Oakland had a decent payroll, only Steinbrenner's buy-all-the-all-stars technique could beat them, it seems. They would at least make it past the ALDS if they did.

[Echolilia]

Nope, haven't read it, but now I'm interested...

[Boltor]

Doesn't sound interesting to me.

[Echolilia]

^ ineclectic

[Woonsocket]

It worked - and now is part of regular baseball thinking. Thought you might all want to know that.


What? No? Bummer...

[Echolilia]

I have to read the book to know what worked.

[La Vida De Sangre]

Michael. Dear Michael. Of course it's you, who else could they send, who else could be trusted? I... I know it's a long way and you're ready to go to work... all I'm saying is wait, just wait, just-just-just... please hear me out because this is not an episode, relapse, f**k-up, it's... I'm begging you Michael. I'm begging you. Try and make believe this is not just madness because this is not just madness. Two weeks ago I came out of the building, okay, I'm running across Sixth Avenue, there's a car waiting, I got exactly 38 minutes to get to the airport and I'm dictating. There's this, this panicked associate sprinting along beside me, scribbling in a notepad, and suddenly she starts screaming, and I realize we're standing in the middle of the street, the light's changed, there's this wall of traffic, serious traffic speeding towards us, and I... I-I freeze, I can't move, and I'm suddenly consumed with the overwhelming sensation that I'm covered with some sort of film. It's in my hair, my face... it's like a glaze... like a... a coating, and... at first I thought, oh my god, I know what this is, this is some sort of amniotic - embryonic - fluid. I'm drenched in afterbirth, I've-I've breached the chrysalis, I've been reborn. But then the traffic, the stampede, the cars, the trucks, the horns, the screaming and I'm thinking no-no-no-no, reset, this is not rebirth, this is some kind of giddy illusion of renewal that happens in the final moment before death. And then I realize no-no-no, this is completely wrong because I look back at the building and I had the most stunning moment of clarity. I... I... I... I realized Michael, that I had emerged not from the doors of Kenner, Bach, and Ledeen, not through the portals of our vast and powerful law firm, but from the butthole of an organism whose sole function is to excrete the... the-the-the poison, the ammo, the defoliant necessary for other, larger, more powerful organisms to destroy the miracle of humanity. And that I had been coated in this patina of shit for the best part of my life. The stench of it and the stain of it would in all likelihood take the rest of my life to undo. And you know what I did? I took a deep cleansing breath and I set that notion aside. I tabled it. I said to myself as clear as this may be, as potent a feeling as this is, as true a thing as I believe that I have witnessed today, it must wait. It must stand the test of time. And Michael, the time is now.

[Boltor]

What is that La Vida??

[La Vida De Sangre]

Jun 8, 2011 8:14:01 GMT -5 Boltor said:

What is that La Vida??

That La Vida or this La Vida?

[Boltor]

The stuff you posted...

[La Vida De Sangre]

Spam.

[Boltor]

ok

[La Vida De Sangre]

I'm not the guy you kill. I'm the guy you buy! Are you so f**king blind that you don't even see what I am? I sold out Arthur for 80 grand. I'm your easiest problem and you're gonna kill me?

[Paffnia]

I just saw the movie. Pretty good.

[Boltor]

There is a movie now?

*Goes off to check IMDB*