Showing posts with label David Murphy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label David Murphy. Show all posts
Oct 9, 2010
I Am In Shock (Rangers)
This kind of stuff just does not happen to the Texas Rangers. I am being led through a door that has always been shut to me. I am not there yet. And that door might v well be slammed in my face this weekend because baseball is a beautiful, seductive, yet v cruel bitch, who has tortured thousands of her fans for o'er a century now.
It is up to hard-luck Colby Lewis today. And David Murphy is back. The Rangers finally have their best lineup ready to go today. Let's do it Rangers, let's go through that door.
Aug 10, 2010
You know,
Every playoff team has that moment where some slug, some regular, some platoon guy hits the big home run, or gets the big hit that is/are the big tv moment when the season is all said and done.
I told Renee last Sunday when we were at the game that David Murphy was unconsciously (I got that word spelled right on the first fucking try, man!) hot right now. I look at my game score, he was 2-4 in a losing effort.
His next game, tonight, he hits his 4th home run in 9 games & gets a walk-off single to win it. Against Mariano Rivera. All of his previous home runs in that 9 game span have been homers in which the Rangers took the LEAD.
David Murphy is the Rangers lunchpail hero. The Rangers are going to win the West. It is over. Sorry, Oakland. & frick the Angels, ... This is what it looked like.
I told Renee last Sunday when we were at the game that David Murphy was unconsciously (I got that word spelled right on the first fucking try, man!) hot right now. I look at my game score, he was 2-4 in a losing effort.
His next game, tonight, he hits his 4th home run in 9 games & gets a walk-off single to win it. Against Mariano Rivera. All of his previous home runs in that 9 game span have been homers in which the Rangers took the LEAD.
David Murphy is the Rangers lunchpail hero. The Rangers are going to win the West. It is over. Sorry, Oakland. & frick the Angels, ... This is what it looked like.
Liveblogging the Rangers/damn Yankees game & The Ghost Writer (UPDATE 1!)(UPDATE 2!)
Ugh, the Rangers are letting this game against the Yankees slip away from them, trailing 2-1 T6, & Oliver almost nailed Cano in the head.
Bought The Ghost Writer two days ago and they did something really cool. Though incredibly skimpy with the bonus features, they did a double sided disc that is blu-ray on one side and reg dvd on the other. So, Sweetie & I can take it to bed with us.
Once again, like A Single Man, this film is even better to me upon seeing it at home. I noticed that Polanski co-wrote the script (first name mentioned) with the author of the book it was based on. It is obv to me that this was a topic v close to Polanski's heart: torture, ill-advised military efforts, the massive influence of intelligence agencies on public governance, etc, ... And what he did was 'sugarcoat' this heavy political statement with a good deal of humor, and an 'old-master' style. The film reminds me of Hitchcock. It sort of has a McGuffin. We see way too much of the Memoir for it to be a true McGuffin.
But there are no bells & whistles, no lectures, no heavy-handed polemics. Just gripping, popcorn-munching drama, with good comic moments. It is a great film, I think, now.
Of course, this sugarcoating didn't do shit. Polanski's legal troubles in the States almost surely doom any film he releases Stateside these days. And any anti-Bush film (except those by Michael Moore) massively bomb.
(psst, the exception is the most brill In The Loop. The right cannot figure oot true satire, they are so clueless. They still believe The Colbert Report is a conservative program.)
Speaking of bombs, David Murphy continues his torrid pace, trying to keep Borbon on the bench, & hits a two-run homer. T7 Rangers 3-Yankees 2.
Back to The Ghost Writer: The public is fucking sick, leery, wary of political films right now. It is because of 9/1-1. This ain't the seventies, that is for goddamn sure.
UPDATE! A-Rod hits a home run. T7 Tied at 3, Yankees have a runner at 3rd, 1 oot. Cervelli at the plate, Rangers' infield in. 0-2 count. Francisco pitching. Angels tied, A's tied. 2-2 count now. 3-2. Cervelli is oot, little looper to first base, 2 down. Gardner at-bat. Foul ball. 1-1. Foul to the left. Grounder to Elvis. Rangers escape.
UPDATE 2! Murphy does it again. Hangs a loss on Rivera w/ a walk-off single in the bottom of the 10th. (What is it aboot Rivera when the score is tied, he is just not the same pitcher?) David Murphy is en fuego, the sold-oot crowd in Arlington went nuts.
Video soon.
Bought The Ghost Writer two days ago and they did something really cool. Though incredibly skimpy with the bonus features, they did a double sided disc that is blu-ray on one side and reg dvd on the other. So, Sweetie & I can take it to bed with us.
Once again, like A Single Man, this film is even better to me upon seeing it at home. I noticed that Polanski co-wrote the script (first name mentioned) with the author of the book it was based on. It is obv to me that this was a topic v close to Polanski's heart: torture, ill-advised military efforts, the massive influence of intelligence agencies on public governance, etc, ... And what he did was 'sugarcoat' this heavy political statement with a good deal of humor, and an 'old-master' style. The film reminds me of Hitchcock. It sort of has a McGuffin. We see way too much of the Memoir for it to be a true McGuffin.
But there are no bells & whistles, no lectures, no heavy-handed polemics. Just gripping, popcorn-munching drama, with good comic moments. It is a great film, I think, now.
Of course, this sugarcoating didn't do shit. Polanski's legal troubles in the States almost surely doom any film he releases Stateside these days. And any anti-Bush film (except those by Michael Moore) massively bomb.
(psst, the exception is the most brill In The Loop. The right cannot figure oot true satire, they are so clueless. They still believe The Colbert Report is a conservative program.)
Speaking of bombs, David Murphy continues his torrid pace, trying to keep Borbon on the bench, & hits a two-run homer. T7 Rangers 3-Yankees 2.
Back to The Ghost Writer: The public is fucking sick, leery, wary of political films right now. It is because of 9/1-1. This ain't the seventies, that is for goddamn sure.
UPDATE! A-Rod hits a home run. T7 Tied at 3, Yankees have a runner at 3rd, 1 oot. Cervelli at the plate, Rangers' infield in. 0-2 count. Francisco pitching. Angels tied, A's tied. 2-2 count now. 3-2. Cervelli is oot, little looper to first base, 2 down. Gardner at-bat. Foul ball. 1-1. Foul to the left. Grounder to Elvis. Rangers escape.
UPDATE 2! Murphy does it again. Hangs a loss on Rivera w/ a walk-off single in the bottom of the 10th. (What is it aboot Rivera when the score is tied, he is just not the same pitcher?) David Murphy is en fuego, the sold-oot crowd in Arlington went nuts.
Video soon.
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