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You know, I have to endue a lot of crap thanks to being a lifelong Orioles fan, but I have to say I am forever thankful that I can't count Scott Stapp as one of the Baltimore faithful. I can't imagine how awful it must be to be a Marlins fan, but having the former Creed frontman write an inspirational song for you (that you know they play at Pro Player Stadium every time they take the field) has to be a gigantic kick in the nuts:

My favorite parts: everything, but especially when he just takes random baseball terms, mush-mouths them in his own magnificent way, and then decides, 'yeah, that's a pretty good verse'.

That Poor Man

I seriously think that in about 25 years there will be a documentary made about Jeremy Guthrie, the hardest-luck of all the fantastically hard-luck Orioles pitchers of the last 4 - 5 years. I suppose he's had some good moments to look back on, but he just strikes me as the kind of guy that in the future will get a 20 minute spot on some news show where they show the cardboard box that he's now living in and him rambling and babbling about how good his FIP was over the years and how much he hated how much of a free-swinger Ty Wigginton was.

As I'm writing this, it's the top of the 8th inning in a 4-1 game against the yankees wherein he has pitched exceptionally well against an extremely strong lineup, only to get one run of support on three hits and four yankee runs thanks to two terrible plays by Mr. Wigglypuff himself. After the last game against the yankees where he hit Jorge Posada he basically broke down and cried about what a terrible pitcher he was and how much he felt sorry for Orioles fans.

I'm thinking that if this continues, the tears and apologies will eventually get replaced with sniper rifles and book depositories, but that's just speculation at this point.