September 20, 2007
We know that this isn’t exactly related to the Bay Area, but since we A) are in a Euro basketball mood and B) love all things Finnish, we couldn’t resist: 41-year-old Scottie Pippen is going to play professionally for Finland’s Helsinki-based ToPo team:
Former Chicago Bulls player Scottie Pippen is close to signing a two match deal with Finland’s Torpan Pojat (ToPo), the team said on Thursday.
The plan is that Pippen, a six-time NBA champion and now 41 years old, would play in ToPo in December or January.
“We are discussing details now, such as when and in which matches he will play,” ToPo’s general manager Aleksi Valavuori said.
“He would be the best player ever to have played in Europe.”
He declined to reveal how much Pippen would be paid for the two matches, but said it was not a six-figure amount in euros.
Geez, Scottie, not even making six-figures? If the photo above is any indication—which it clearly must be—at least the 6’9″ black man will totally fit in there.
September 20, 2007
It’s official: the Warriors will place Sarunas Jasikevicius on waivers after agreeing on a buyout with the backup point guard. It’s a shame, because Sarunas never really fit in with the team and seemed like a swell former Communist.
In the end, despite the Warriors’ dire need for a backup point guard, Sarunas’ leadership abilities, Sarunas’ shooting touch and his, ahem, undying enthusiasm (read: excellent cheerleading skills), the Lithuanian guard lacked the athleticism (and perhaps the willingness to throw discipline out the window ) to run in Nellie’s system.
Along with the loss of Adonal Foyle, this means that the Warriors have a serious shortage of towel-wavers.
From the moment he arrived in Oakland, Sarunas has been one of our favorite players (both in seriousness and in jest) so as our farewell to Sarunas, here’s Cabbages showcasing his American Idol skill, singing what can only be the Lithuanian version of Bon Jovi’s “Livin’ on a Prayer.”
September 20, 2007
This is probably the best tribute to Rod Beck we’ve seen. It’s just from Fox Bay Area’s feed from the Giants’ own tribute earlier this summer. Watching those highlights makes us feel warm and cozy. Seems like a lifetime ago.
Mike Krukow said it well: “A good friend, a great Giant.”
Of course, then Duane Kuiper chimed in: “Rod Beck! No longer with us.”
Yes, Shooter was certainly one of a kind.
September 19, 2007
… Or Barry Zito has a very good publicist.
To wit, here is part of the Chronicle columnist’s article today:
Meanwhile, photographs by pitcher Barry Zito (quickly becoming a boldface regular) are featured in the first issue of the Men’s Book, San Francisco magazine’s new periodical offspring. Two of the pitcher’s shots are of himself, one’s a woman pulling down her dress and the third’s a teammate in what appears to be the bathroom. “If his pitches miss the mark on game day, he has the lens to fall back on,” says the magazine.
And the following excerpt was in yesterday’s column:
Montblanc is making a series of special edition pens, the sale of each (for $615) to include $149 to be donated to UNICEF. Famous individuals from all around the country are donating their signatures to be engraved on these pens. The Bay Area’s chosen personality – drum roll begins here and gets louder – is Barry Zito.
And two weeks ago, during the Barry Bonds ceremony, guess who had a cameo?
Despite this season’s showing, the honoree’s teammates, who arrived together in a bus, strolled in to awestruck gasps, and Barry Zito was immediately surrounded by admirers. I asked if he minded that by the time he’d become a Giant, the team, the “Bar-ree, Bar-ree” chant had been taken. “I think I got Zito,” he said. “Two syllables, that works.” That “admirers” is meant literally; he’s rock-star handsome with a kind of mane of shiny brown hair. “Great use of gel,” I said to my pal S.C. “Great use of genetics,” she said.
Conclusion: Barry Zito is a PR machine and Leah Garchik hearts him.
And here we thought that he had shed his “Rick Vaughn from Major League 2″ status. Is it possible that we were … wrong?
September 19, 2007
A couple weeks ago, we revealed the new Sharks logo, complete with goldenrod eyes and cartoony meanness.
Yesterday, the Sharkies finally unveiled the actual uniforms; the biggest difference is the incorporation of the goldenrod stripes as the main accents. You’ll remember—or not—that the Sharks’ old accent was silver. We prefer the silver to the burnt orange.
In our best Ralph Barbieri voice: “Go Sharks.”
Also, as you may be able to surmise from our trimonthly hockey posts, we’re not the biggest hockey connoisseurs, so if you know hockey or can write with a computer, drop us a line. Canadians also welcome.
Cry of the Fishmonger Special Report: Sartorial Splendor [SFist]
September 18, 2007
During the first inning of Sunday’s game against the Rangers, Nick Swisher showcased one of the better mound assaults we’ve ever seen.
The background: Swisher hit a home run in each of the first three games of the four-game series. When Vicente Padilla hit him in his first at-bat on Sunday, it was the third time in the last three games that Swisher had been hit, so Nick being a real man, he charged the mound like no other.
The dropping of the shoulder really makes it special.
UPDATE: Padilla suspended seven games; Swisher three.
September 14, 2007
… for giving us a smile all those mornings.
… for capturing the city like no other.
… for showing us what it means to be a true Giants fan.
… for reminding us that life is, indeed, beautiful.