Personally just reading it was enough to make me need a long lie down and a cold beer.

At first, I thought Gwyn meant that this *was* the workout, and I ran to the fridge for a Keith's. I was just dashing to the couch, lovely brown bottle in hand, when I realized that all was not as it seemed.

Damn!

Aw, hell, I'm going back to the couch now anyway.

What's a "Keith's"?

Is that like a Dos Equis, except better because it's Canadian?

Mick, I hate to intrude on the Beeah Guy's territory, but Keith's is a Nova Scotia brew, in the India Pale Ale tradition. Perfect for watching the hockey playoffs with one ear on the ball game. Mmm...

That's an interesting article for several reasons. Barry's disdain for dumb questions and famously surly public persona isn't far removed from the way he talks to his friends. We know he's got a strong sense of his place in the record books:

"And once I steal seven more (bases) [to reach 500 for his career], you can call a limo to come get my ass, because I'm never running anymore."

The author makes a good point: there's an easy way (the "juice") and a hard way (90-pound dumbbells?) to achieve what Barry has done, and if you're going to take the shortcut, why get up early and work that hard?

One day, I hope to tell my grandchildren about seeing Bonds hit last summer. Batting practice alone was one of the great thrills of my long baseball obsession, as Barry bounced baseballs off the hotel like they were Titleists, and the shot he hit off Cliff Politte was similar to Delgado's last night, only harder.

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This is Keith's:

MP

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D'oh. My attempts at posting pictures didn't work.

See:

http://www.moffatt.us/images/mvc-019f.jpg

AND

http://www.moffatt.us/images/mvc-020f.jpg

MP

Hey Mike, you just forgot the closing quote mark around the file name. However, now I regret fixing it.

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Ahh.. thanks.

Don't be too upset. I'll save some for you.:)

MP

I was curious about the wrist buster...here it is...

Heavy Bat
As a trainer soft-tosses tennis balls, hit them into a lacrosse net with a specially modified 25-pound lead-filled bat. Repeat 100 times.*

Reminded me of George Shuba, one of Roger Kahn's boys of summer whose winter routine included swinging a 44-oz lead-filled bat 600 times a night, 4,200 times a week, 47,200 swings every winter. Wrists.

Yup, wrists and forearms. Whenever you get a chance to see a picture of Ernie Lombardi, look at his hands and forearms... utterly massive. They said Lom could have hit .400 every year if he could only run.

except better because it's Canadian?

Holy s**t guys, he's catching on! :)

Hey Mike, you just forgot the closing quote mark around the file name. However, now I regret fixing it.

I've noticed that crows have stopped circling around my monitor.

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I've noticed that crows have stopped circling around my monitor.

ROFL. Are you trying to tell me that I'm lacking a brain?

MP


I could while away the hours, conferrin' with the flowers
Consultin' with the rain.
And my head I'd be scratchin' while my thoughts were busy hatchin'
If I only had a brain.
I'd unravel every riddle for any individ'le,
In trouble or in pain.
With the thoughts you'll be thinkin' you could be another Lincoln
If you only had a brain.
Oh, I could tell you why the ocean's near the shore.
I could think of things I never thunk [sic] before.
And then I'd sit, and think some more.
I would not be just a nothin' my head all full of stuffin'
My heart all full of pain.
I would dance and be merry, life would be a ding-a-derry,
If I only had a brain.

Don't show that article to the esteemed Bill James. You can't calculate how much an off-season work-out contributes to Win Shares.

Who here thinks that Canseco and Caminiti - the "confirmed" juicers, were getting up at the crack of dawn for a grueling workout?

And dang I miss Keith's. Can't get none of that brown gold here in Chicago.

SkyDome serves Keith's now. I apologize if that stings you further.

GN: Who here thinks that Canseco and Caminiti - the "confirmed" juicers, were getting up at the crack of dawn for a grueling workout?

Maybe going to bed at the crack of dawn after a grueling night on the town.