Thursday, August 27, 2020

Braves Sweep Yanks

Those seven inning games get over quick. I watched game two of the Braves / Yankees doubleheader but missed Freddie’s go-ahead home run. Your friend Austin Riley his hitting the ball with authority, and cutting down on his strikeouts. Ozuna is heating up. Acuna is back (note: wearing baseball pants pulled up to your knees is not a slimming look).
Dansby is playing like an All-Star. I know it’s early, but will Mike Soroka, Max Fried, and Ian Anderson be the next Maddux, Glavine, and Smoltz? You heard it here first.
Just in: statistically speaking, Max is not only the best pitcher in baseball, but the best overall player in MLB. 



Dang smoke alarm went off at 5 am this morning, for no reason. Had my heart beating so fast it was hard to get back to sleep. Barney hates the alarm. Probably hurts his ears. I tried to get him to stay downstairs, but he scrambled up to be with us.
 
Worked until almost six trying to get some things done (and did). Very busy. Today was also be fun.
 
Anna stopped by the house to pick up some art supplies. C ran out to Whole Foods. I fixed quesadillas from the leftover shredded chicken and refried beans.
 
Accidentally sent a personal email to a customer. Hope I don’t get fired. Not politically correct to say, but I’m weary from all the rioting, name-calling, fake news, and other crud. I need to take a break from social media, but I’m way too addicted.
 
BILL SKOWRON  [SABR Bio] got his nickname due to a childhood resemblance to a certain European dictator. After a less-than-professional haircut, they said he looked like Italian strongman Benito Mussolini and so called him “Moose”. He has as many career World Series home runs as Joe DiMaggio, as many as Frank Robinson. Moose hit eight career WS HR. He went to Purdue on a football scholarship, earning a letter in 1949 as a blocking back and punter. He once shaved four times before going out to dinner with a couple of Hall of Fame teammates. Skowron’s preprandial exuberance wasn’t intended to impress his fellow Yankee teammates, Joe DiMaggio and Yogi Berra, but to wow the Yankee Clipper’s wife Marilyn Monroe who joined them that evening.  Skowron recalled, “Marilyn was a lovely woman, nothing like the characters she played in the movies.  She wanted to learn about baseball and asked a lot of good questions."
 
Denison: no one likes being confronted by their sins and failures. He writes: “One of the falsehoods of moral relativism is that there are no falsehoods. Since all truth is subjective, "sin" is equally subjective. As a consequence, there can be no judgment for sin, since there is no basis for such judgment. If you were Satan, committed to leading as many people into sin as possible, wouldn't you try to persuade as many people as possible that this lie is true?” 
 
In John 14:6 Jesus declares, "I am the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father, but by me.” Not exactly politically correct words.
 

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