.....And the 2nd Annual Salty Goes To.......

It's that time of the year gentlemen and squires. Time to anoint the most boner move of last year's Draftapalooza. Through much debate amongst The Commish and myself, we landed on these 4 names and their high sodium chloride content. The criteria we came up with are as follows: 1)The most obvious, if the pick is high overall and the player just flat out sucks eggs, 2) The player is injured at the time of the draft, still drafted relatively high, and never performs worth a shit **We decided that players drafted high and got injured during the season is not the fault of the owner and therefor not eligible for the Salty. The question I pose to you, voters of Backstop Boyville, is who is the saltiest?

VOTE TO THE RIGHT!!

Zobrist: 6th overall .238 avg, 10HR, 75RBI, 77R, 24SB Yahoo Rank 202
Sandoval: 11th overall .268 avg, 13HR, 63RBI, 61R, 3 SB Yahoo Rank 294
Sizemore: 36th overall .211avg, 0HR, 13RBI, 15R, 4SB Yahoo Rank 1250
Roberts: 58th overall .278 avg, 4HR, 15RBI, 28R,12SB Yahoo Rank 1062

**For those of you who are awesome and recognized the picture above, my eternal respect is yours. For those of you who are dumb idiotheads, that menacing face belongs to the Iodizer, arch nemesis of the Immature Radioactive Samurai Slugs, the "Tiny Toons" version of TMNT. Throughout all the episodes the Iodizer would try and shoot salt out of his fingers onto the slugs to kill them. In my favorite episode, the Samurai Slugs are tailed by the Iodizer into a bar that is full of deer belly up to the bar crushing beers. Just when you think The Slugs have met their match and are cornered by the Iodizer, one of the deer mentions that the bar is out of saltlick, and at this point The Slugs point out that the Iodizer is full of salt, the deer rape orgy the Iodizer's face and The Slugs live to fight another day. Man that show was before it's time.

Love is in the Air

I think it's no coincedence that MLB spring training kicks off on Valentine's Day this year. Baseball Season, I accept, I will be yours. I'm pretty sure I know what's coming with us, but can't quit daydreaming about our relationship.
They say that relationships conjured up in Spring Break type atmospheres aren't built to last, but that they are also never forgotten. So true. Watching you from afar and thinking of you countless hours a day will do nothing but fuel my flames for when we rekindle our lust on March 26th. I will no doubtedly be drunk and you will no doubtedly take advantage of me. After countless attempts by you, and me constantly reminding you it's a bad idea, you will eventually talk me into letting that beefy 3rd baseman from Chicago join in with us. And you know what Baseball Season, I'll probably wake up the next morning a little hazy on what happened the night before, but confident in our future together and quasi-confident in the fact that I can get cleared up (Aramis-to the waiver wire) of anything you gave me on our reunion night.
I'll drive home from our reunion and this is where our love will be tested. Long distance relationships are always hard to maintain and ours is no different. I'll start out checking up with you multiple times a day on the internet, waking up to catch up with how your night went, then falling asleep dreaming about how your next day will go. This will probably last for months. But it won't last forever. Come late summer I'm sure there will be a few days that I even forget to check with you at all. You will no doubt scorn me by doing something completely awesome on one of the days when you could't be further from my mind. (I'll never forgive the Giants for calling up Buster Posey while I was at the Indy 500). Things will definitely become a little routine by late summer, but being the warrior that I am, I will continue to trudge on. Come early Fall, you will have me again eating out of your hands again(assuming I'm in the playoff hunt). We will know our time together is coming to an end and we will both try and throw ourselves into our relationship for one more good late run. You again will have my interest peaked and I will again be following your every move, but it will be too little too late and we will part ways, hopefully this year on good terms.
But be it good terms or bad, there will always be another Spring Break party in 2012, and I'm always willing to get weird with somebody......