Steven Goldman
@stevengoldman
Casey Stengel biographer. Shanty Hogan chronicler. Infinite Inning podcast host. Baseball Prospectus author and Consulting Editor. Collector of far too many books.
Yankees broadcast can't even get the infamous Steve Trout trade right. He was traded away from NYY WITH those guys for Trout.
Like my cat struggles to understand YouTube squirrel videos. "Where did they go? Lemme check behind the monitor."
He stalks the alleys and rooftops of the city after the sun sets! Fear his moonlit wrath! He is Sandwich... BY NIGHT! (NYT 1941)
Reupping this free-to-all post from yesterday. The comments have been lively and, as @cdgoldstein.baseballprospectus.com has said, occasionally depressing. I want to highlight this one, though, which is dead on as to not be suckered by the owners' "competitive balance" pitch:
Going down in history as the president who clubbed the last baby seal is a hell of a flex.
It's not a cold war, and it's not quite a hot war. Only Donald Trump could have a lukewarm war. Encapsulates his whole half-assed aesthetic.
Got the latest Infinite Inning up a day early in anticipation of the holiday. Like my column at BP this week, it reflects on the American game, America celebrating itself, and, of course, how the game expresses both. www.spreaker.com/episode/infi...
And then immediately fled back to the US to escape the plague of malaria, typhoid, and yellow fever that caused far more casualties for the US than the Spanish did. From John Dos Passos' novel "1919:"
I'm working to get the new Infinite Inning ep out early in consequence of the holiday. In the meantime, here's this week's... www.spreaker.com/episode/infi...
Name a movie that flopped at the box office but is actually great #FilmSky Same answer every time:
The same consultants and sell-outs saying the same thing, year after year. It never works, it's morally bankrupt and cowardly, and it makes the party look like a cardboard cutout. Yet, they are so insanely insistent in this that it's hard to resist the idea that their true goal is to lose.
Applying for a new definition of depression: It's when each day you wake up, look in the mirror, and a strange man in his underwear kicks you in the face.
My daughter does limited edition prints like this one at www.etsy.com/shop/catfoot...!
Amidst high tragedy, we have the low comedy of a pompous blowhard being humiliated.
1975: We in the cyclops community are always underestimated. (I've done the stuff she describes doing, and it's been over 20 years now but I still do sometimes.)
Panels from a 1917 installment of "Bobby Make-Believe," a Frank King strip that predated "Gasoline Alley." I feel seen, 109 years ago. If only deadline pressure could be deflected in this way.
What might have been: A friend snapped this shot around election time in 2016.
For some reason I haven't mentioned this outside of me podcast, but over at Patreon I've been doing another series of (the facetiously named) Dead Player of the Day posts. I go to BB-Ref, I type "random" and I do a quick bio sketch of whoever it gives me. I've done approx 250 of them now.
He's in my HOF for this lyric alone, not that there isn't a lot more.
If you're up for a podcast at the intersection of baseball and everything-else history, I've got one for ya. Last week: The mystery woman in the Yankees owner's will. This week: The manic Victorian pixie dream-girl of 1885. Find it at your podcast vendor or www.baseballprospectus.com/podcasts/inf...
1935: Rutgers allegedly fired him because he was trying to stop the German dept from distributing pro-Nazi propaganda.
Please, for pity's sake, when anyone says, "B-b-but the wind doesn't always blow!" tell them about bleeping batteries! Pardon the expression but they are big beautiful batteries. No one has ever seen anything like them! "Sir," they say w/tears in their eyes, "the batteries, they're beautiful!"