The Plot Thickens

September 26, 2008

Okay, so almost immediately after I posted yesterday, it was announced that Cito and JP were coming back. During the press conference, Paul Godfrey said he’d likely make a decision on his future “probably sometime next week.” I was half-joking about JP being the president, but these signs point to it actually happening. They couldn’t and wouldn’t confidently announce that JP will be back unless JP himself was going to be the president, or if they have someone already lined up in the event of Godfrey’s step-down who has agreed to keep JP. We’ll see over the next week. Should be interesting.

All The President’s Men on Base

September 25, 2008

So I’ve been on hiatus for a week or so, if you’ve noticed(and, judging by the readership, you probably haven’t) and I’ve had some time to sit and think. During this time, I’ve come up with some pretty cutting-edge conspiracy theories involving the Salvation Army, aliens, and Clay Aiken. I won’t get into those with you, but the one I’d like to discuss is the one that really keeps me up at night. It involves the secret behind who their next president of the Toronto Blue Jays will be. Read more

Another go around?

September 18, 2008

I guess we can take it for what it’s worth, but Richard Griffin seems to think that JP will be keeping his job for the time being. Griffin states that with the coming announcement that Cito Gaston will be signing an extension, it’s an indication that JP will also return. He feels this way because field managers are normally introduced by general managers, and this announcement is coming during the season, as opposed to after. Read more

All quiet

September 15, 2008


…and then there was nothing. 

The Blue Jays blogosphere, so vibrant you could almost hear the humming just 3 days ago, has gone mostly  dormant. On Friday the comments sections, messageboards, and blogs were filled with optimism, “what-ifs” and “stranger things have happeneds.” Now…emptiness. Read more

Dedication to a friend…

August 28, 2008

When I was in university, I had a friend who was saddled on the very first night of frosh week of our very first year with the unfortunate nickname of “3-Pack.” He “earned” the nickname that night by throwing up after drinking all of…you guessed it…3 cans of beer. He blamed in on a low gag reflex, and while he proved later that night and on many many subsequent nights that he was no lightweight, the name has stuck to this day. It was eventually shortened to simply “3″(3-Pack sounds like Tupac) and in time Read more