Giants 15, Brewers 2
WP: Tim Lincecum (9-4)
LP: Chris Narveson (7-6)
HR: Andres Torres (5), Aubrey Huff (16), Buster Posey (4, 5), Rickie Weeks (15)
MVP: Who cares?
LVP: Take a wild guess. (-.408)
Graph of Annihilation
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Kids:
I need you to gather 'round. Skippy, put down the Wii for a second. Shooter, can you hand Mother the Buzz Lightyear action figure? You can have him back in just a moment. Molly, can you turn down Dora for a minute? Papa needs to talk to all of you.
Thank you.
Listen, kids. There's really no easy way to say this. Mother and I have been talking about this for a few weeks, and we decided it's time to tell you:
We're sending the NarvDog upstate to live with a nice farm family.
Oh, kids, don't get upset. Skippy, I need you to be Papa's brave boy right now. Can you show me your brave face? There's a good boy. And, Molly, please don't cry: we know how much you love the NarvDog. You guys have had some great times with the ol' boy, like the time he blanked the Mariners for eight innings, or those meaningless games last September when he pitched OK.
Kids, I'm sorry. This wasn't an easy decision. But your mother and I can't stomach any more three-inning, nine-earned-run abominations. We can't let the NarvDog poop all over the house with those three, first-inning taters. We can't have the NarvDog eating Mother's slippers and barfing up triples to light-hitting second basemen.
The NarvDog is killing your father, kids. So he has to go. Please understand.
He's going to a very nice family. He'll have room to run and play and chase cows and throw 84 mph, straight-as-an-arrow fastballs to his heart's content. And there are plenty of other dogs with ERAs over 6.00 for the NarvDog to pal around with up there. He's going to be very happy. Trust your papa on this one.
And who knows? Maybe this isn't the end of the road for the NarvDog. You know the Suppans, who live up the street? Rumor has it that they sent that one-eyed, mange-ridden beast that used to terrorize the neighborhood to the pound a couple of weeks ago, and some nice family adopted that mutt not long after. See? There can be a happy ending here for everybody.
But, just to be safe, kids, you probably shouldn't read the transaction notes for a week or so.
Now ... who wants to go to FUDDRUCKERS???
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WAIT!
before he’s, uh, get to frolic on the farm, can we send him to anaheim? you know, to throw BP fastballs to corey?
I hate you so much right now.
Luckily I work across the street from a Fudd’s. This might have to go down for lunch tomorrow.
Shruggity.
New owners
The previous owners declared bankruptcy and put the franchise up for sale. The new owners bought them for $61M about three weeks ago.
Pujols is the Barack Obama of baseball.
What an awful mother.
The kid says: “No, Mama, he’s my dog. I’ll do it” and you’re all: “Oh, thank Jesus. I didn’t want to have to kill the dog. Here, take the gun! Take it!”
SRS BSNS
Old Yeller or tonight's game?
Ryan Braun: He loves it.
by SRB on Jul 7, 2010 11:27 PM CDT up reply actions 3 recs
Esky played right
because Edmonds said his Achilles hurt. Yeah. So did mine, after the third batter.
Shruggity.
Edmonds is waiting for that trade back to the Cards
wouldn’t want to wear himself out playing for loser club like Milwaukee
"It's a joke. It's all a joke.
I feel
like its the early 00’s again. Great post sums up what i thought when i was at work and looking at the score. Who is pitching,I thought to myself. Yeah, could of guessed.
Sometimes I think the Amish may be less repressed
Taking shallowness to new depths -- FtJ's blog
by Fatter than Joey on Jul 8, 2010 6:27 AM CDT up reply actions 6 recs
There's three of them in WI.
None near Plymouth and I have no car in Madison. I deserve a break on this one!
3 Amish?
that’s selling their population a little short. Plus, you do have a good Amish-sounding name, so that’s at least 4. Don’t fight it
Funny story on how I got my name.
And this is a true story. I was originally going to be named Jacob, but the day that I was born the basement of the hospital where I was born flooded, so my parents named me Noah.
Also, up until two years ago, it rained every year on my birthday.
by Noah Jarosh on Jul 8, 2010 4:28 PM CDT up reply actions 1 recs
I wonder how many noahs were born at that hospital that day/those few days
good story…your parents get a vicarious rec
Fuddruckers
is the greatest burger chain in America. You need to get to one. Right now.
My goodness.
by BrewHaHeather on Jul 8, 2010 5:38 PM CDT up reply actions
Nope
They’re pretty much just a burger place.
My goodness.
by BrewHaHeather on Jul 8, 2010 9:15 PM CDT up reply actions
what a great piece
Very well done and absolutely hilarious. Now someone make this nightmare end. Please???
by Sealord on Jul 8, 2010 5:52 AM CDT via mobile reply actions
Narve Dog
but the Giants have a lethal lineup and their problem this year has been pitching.
/checks stats
get my shotgun.
Get well soon Ueck
by molitorfan on Jul 8, 2010 6:21 AM CDT reply actions 1 recs
Lost in the snark
is the fact that the S.O. and I drove through rain and sat through the whole 3 hours, 16 minutes of this game (including the 20 seconds of mild optimism – remember, Narvdog threw a first-pitch strike before the homers), then drove home through more rain.
I need a hug.
Stop the madness! Stop the losing!

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