...oh my God...today...TODAY...
I have been waiting for this day for a long, long time. And now it's here. It was during the Arizona Fall League last season that I stuck this up on my dorm room wall...
And now he's been promoted, and he's starting tonight, and I couldn't be prouder and more giddy. I am hoping today goes by like a blur, but I know it'll probably drag along as slowly as possible. On the plus side, the cafeteria has tacos for lunch today, which will make me think of Jacoby (I actually once Freudian-slipped and said I was going to 'steal' a second one when I was still hungry). But my classes are done at 2:25 and I do have some errands to run - hopefully those errands will take a good chunk of time.
For those who don't know the full story of how this Jed business started, it's here (but friends-locked because I am too easily embarrassed).
Just one or two articles before I go back to waiting impatiently this morning...
Debut article 1 - ProJo: Just one quick thing on this, which otherwise is a nice, concise little piece... A natural shortstop, Lowrie got some playing time at third in spring training and played some at the position in Pawtucket before being called up to Boston.
Jed's been playing third base since last year. He started in Arizona. I could very easily go back into this blog's archives to prove that, too. Or I could just upload this. That works, too.
I know way too much.
Debut article 2 - MLB.com: SHOCKER! Jed's father isn't driving them from Oregon to New York! They're actually taking an airplane. (For those unfamiliar with Jed's father's driving endurance, read this. Also note that this article mentions that he started at third base multiple times at Stanford, too.)
Finally, we have an article on how Coco, Papi and Hale are going to be wearing 42 tonight in honor of Jackie Robinson. There's something I'm pretty happy about in this one, too:
"He was the first to cross the barrier," said Crisp. "He was a great guy, great personality. He was a little more outspoken about things that were going on in baseball, which actually helped in a roundabout way. Also, Larry Doby, you can't forget about him. He was the first in the American League."
Coco, thank you so much for remembering Larry Doby. Most people don't even know who he is, which is terrible. Although Doby was born in South Carolina, he grew up in Paterson, New Jersey - not incredibly far from where I live during the college off-season. If you're curious about him, here's his article on Wikipedia. There's a lot more to the story than that, though - if I can find books on him, I'll definitely add them to my personal library. And if not, I'll go out and write one myself or something. He deserves to be remembered, too.
And just because he did yesterday - GEORGIE'S GOING DEEP TONIGHT!
Hmm, that almost works. Can we change the chicken parm to gyros?
EDIT: Jordan Brown is a dork.
Many of the questions I received from younger baseball players, via email, revolved around hitting advice I have to offer. So, I thought I'd do you guys a little favor and offer some tips that have gotten me to the level I'm at right now. (Chris Frey, don't be afraid to pay attention and grab a notepad!).
Before I move on, I would like to announce that I will be throwing one of my buddies from the University of Arizona under the bus in every journal entry I write. Last week it was Trevor Crowe (who loves chick-flicks), and this week I had to roast Chris Frey because he is better than me at everything he tries and I hate it. Sorry that it had to be you, Frizzle.
I wonder if that bit about Trevor is true...hmm. Well, I know two Oregonians we could ask about that, actually...
And now he's been promoted, and he's starting tonight, and I couldn't be prouder and more giddy. I am hoping today goes by like a blur, but I know it'll probably drag along as slowly as possible. On the plus side, the cafeteria has tacos for lunch today, which will make me think of Jacoby (I actually once Freudian-slipped and said I was going to 'steal' a second one when I was still hungry). But my classes are done at 2:25 and I do have some errands to run - hopefully those errands will take a good chunk of time.
For those who don't know the full story of how this Jed business started, it's here (but friends-locked because I am too easily embarrassed).
Just one or two articles before I go back to waiting impatiently this morning...
Debut article 1 - ProJo: Just one quick thing on this, which otherwise is a nice, concise little piece... A natural shortstop, Lowrie got some playing time at third in spring training and played some at the position in Pawtucket before being called up to Boston.
Jed's been playing third base since last year. He started in Arizona. I could very easily go back into this blog's archives to prove that, too. Or I could just upload this. That works, too.
I know way too much.
Debut article 2 - MLB.com: SHOCKER! Jed's father isn't driving them from Oregon to New York! They're actually taking an airplane. (For those unfamiliar with Jed's father's driving endurance, read this. Also note that this article mentions that he started at third base multiple times at Stanford, too.)
Finally, we have an article on how Coco, Papi and Hale are going to be wearing 42 tonight in honor of Jackie Robinson. There's something I'm pretty happy about in this one, too:
"He was the first to cross the barrier," said Crisp. "He was a great guy, great personality. He was a little more outspoken about things that were going on in baseball, which actually helped in a roundabout way. Also, Larry Doby, you can't forget about him. He was the first in the American League."
Coco, thank you so much for remembering Larry Doby. Most people don't even know who he is, which is terrible. Although Doby was born in South Carolina, he grew up in Paterson, New Jersey - not incredibly far from where I live during the college off-season. If you're curious about him, here's his article on Wikipedia. There's a lot more to the story than that, though - if I can find books on him, I'll definitely add them to my personal library. And if not, I'll go out and write one myself or something. He deserves to be remembered, too.
And just because he did yesterday - GEORGIE'S GOING DEEP TONIGHT!
Hmm, that almost works. Can we change the chicken parm to gyros?
EDIT: Jordan Brown is a dork.
Many of the questions I received from younger baseball players, via email, revolved around hitting advice I have to offer. So, I thought I'd do you guys a little favor and offer some tips that have gotten me to the level I'm at right now. (Chris Frey, don't be afraid to pay attention and grab a notepad!).
Before I move on, I would like to announce that I will be throwing one of my buddies from the University of Arizona under the bus in every journal entry I write. Last week it was Trevor Crowe (who loves chick-flicks), and this week I had to roast Chris Frey because he is better than me at everything he tries and I hate it. Sorry that it had to be you, Frizzle.
I wonder if that bit about Trevor is true...hmm. Well, I know two Oregonians we could ask about that, actually...