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Oh man. What a terrible sight last night’s game was. Here are some observations:
1. Mat Latos is not a horrible pitcher. The Latos trade was not a mistake or a waste of players. Mat is 24 years old who has had three outings as a Cincinnati Red so far. It appears he does have a little case of the Volquezes in that he gives up a lot of runs early before getting into a groove, but it is way too early to give up on him because, HELLO HE’S ONLY PITCHED THREE GAMES.
2. Brandon Phillips is not feeling well. He’s got a hammy that seems to be malfunctioning. He’s only playing at about 60%, and it shows. Dusty needs to just keep him out for a while longer, because honestly, he’s not doing anything for us right now anyway. Let him get back to 100%. With all that money we just spent on him, we have no business trying to push him before he’s ready because in the long run, that can only do more harm than good.
3. Why aren’t our hitters HITTING? We have a team of great hitters – what’s changed? Two theories: 1. They all have mononucleosis. 2. Someone found a spider in the bag of bats and all of the players now have the heebie jeebies.
4. I don’t remember the last time I saw the bullpen being managed so incoherently. Why isn’t Chapman pitching? Dusty’s excuse for not sending Chapman in on Tuesday night was because he pitched three days ago. Instead, he sends out LeCure and Bray. Who pitched yesterday? LeCure and Bray. If Dusty keeps trying to “save” Chapman, Chapman is never going to get a chance to pitch. Our bullpen is already exhausted and Dusty needs to be using every possible resource at this point.
It’s only been 12 games. It’s not time for the fire sale yet (although the Fox Sports Ohio Ticket Office Takeover sure feels like one), but this team needs to get into shape fast because I don’t know how much longer the fans will give them. The natives are getting restless, so to speak.
Oh, and a word on Reds fans attacking our girl, Dallas Latos, she’s still exponentially hotter than you so shut the hell up.
There’s a cute animal to get you all smiling today. It’s not as bad as it seems, Reds fans.
Word on the street is that Joey Votto and the Reds have agreed to a 10-year, $225 million deal. This has not been officially confirmed by either party yet, but with all the hype in the blogosphere, I don’t think anyone would believe it if it turns out the deal isn’t true.
As a diehard Reds fan, I know I should be thrilled about this deal, but I’m just having such a hard time getting excited about it. I can’t help but think about how Brandon Phillips (the Red most deserving of a contract extension, in my opinion) seems to be getting the shaft.
Now, I’ll be the first to admit that I’m definitely more than biased when it comes to matters of BP, but I find it difficult to believe that the Reds couldn’t come up with a little something for Brandon. Phillips goes out there every day and plays like he is playing for a contract extension. He does awesome things for the community and the fans and is one of Cincinnati’s greatest celebrities.
There has been much speculation on whether or not BP will be around after this season. I think it is still way too early to make those kinds of statements, but I know that Brandon wants to stay a Red and doesn’t want anything more than a fair deal. I also know that if the Reds can’t come up with something for BP, there will be a lot of fans who won’t be able to forgive the Reds organization, myself included.
Last night’s game was exactly the type of game that we should expect from the “Comeback Kids.” Jay Bruce’s three-run homer brought the Reds to a 5-3 comeback victory last night, putting the Reds three games out of .500, 10 games out of first place, and in sole possession of that third place spot in the NL Central standings. Oh, and the Reds outscored the Bengals last night. More proof that baseball reigns supreme.
Can I get a “BRUUUUUUUCE”?
The Reds now are in a three-game winning streak, and wins are wins no matter how small. You never know what can happen this late in the season, so it’s important to keep your spirits up and keep supporting our guys in red! I like the way the Reds have been playing lately, and hopefully they’ll work on finishing strong. Besides, wouldn’t claiming the Central so late in the season be the ultimate comeback? We think so.
In other news, Cozart underwent Tommy John surgery yesterday, and Dr. Tim Kremchek claims that he should be back to 100% by December. We’re looking forward to seeing what Zach can do in 2012. Yesterday was also Zach’s birthday, so hopefully Dusty got him a good present since he had to get surgery on his birthday!
Maybe this My Little Pony Stormtrooper.
Our pal, Brandon Phillips has been out for a couple of days after being hit by a pitch, but managed to score as a pinch runner on Bruce’s homer last night. We are hoping for a speedy recovery and that he can be back soon (although we’ve won the past three games without him so maybe he should take his time?) We’re kidding, of course.
Get well soon, shawty!
Well, we think that’s about it for now in Reds Country. Homer Bailey will take the mound against the Padres tonight at 7:10, and we think you should all go out to the game and support our guys. They’re giving away the Reds Relief Pitcher sponsored by Coca Cola, so head down to the yard tonight!
As always, GO REDS!
Tuesday was not an awesome day for the Reds. The Reds fell in an 8-6 loss to the New York Mets, and they lost a teammate in Jonny Gomes who got traded to the Washington Nationals. Despite things not being so great for the Reds, it was an absolutely amazing day for the Rockin’ Redlegs crew. One of the most wonderful ladies on the planet, Lisa Braun, hooked us up royally and helped to provide us with our most incredible ballpark experience to date.
We arrived at the ballpark around 4:30 and met Lisa at the team offices who proceeded to give us the grand tour of the cathedral we’ve frequented many times in our lives. This time, however, she showed us all of the behind-the-scenes places we didn’t even know existed. We toured the team offices, the suites, and the concourse before entering the belly of the beast, so to speak. Lisa showed us the entrance to the Reds’ clubhouse, but we weren’t allowed to go inside because we are girls. I guess they were afraid that we wouldn’t be able to contain ourselves at the prospect of seeing Joey Votto’s booty.
No Girls Allowed!
From there, Lisa brought us through the Umpire’s Suite/Star Dressing Room, through the visitors’ dugout, and onto the field. It was our first time ever stepping foot on a Major League baseball field and, boy, was it cool. We stood there and watched our favorite players taking practice swings. We also took about a thousand pictures of Dusty Baker’s rear end. On second thought, maybe it wasn’t such a bad idea to keep the Rockin’ Redlegs ladies out of the clubhouse.
One of many.
After meeting Jim Kelch, we took quite a few pics of some of the greatest baseball players of our time at batting practice.
Lisa also thought it would be important to introduce us to a really nice guy named Nick. He asked us a few questions about who we are and what we do, before revealing his true identity (and offering a few death threats.) Ladies and Gentlemen, Nick is the man behind the red fur. Yes, we met the face behind one of Rockin’ Redlegs (previously) most loathed creatures – Gapper. Nick is actually a really superb human being – he’s funny, nice, and extremely personable. After assuring him that our dislike for Gapper was certainly tongue-in-cheek and had nothing to do with him personally, I think we might have won him over, and vice versa. More to come on Gapper.
Our buddy Jamie Ramsey of Better Off Red came down to say hey (on his birthday!) and it was really good to see him again. It’s always a good time with Jamie.
Out of the corner of our eyes, we spotted a familiar face. We spotted him from afar, waved, and it was like not a moment had passed. After flirting with a debbie -
Brandon stopped on over to say hey. We caught up with him for a bit and told him that we planned on taking him out to dinner very soon. He joked around with us, and it felt like old times.
Reunited and it feels so good!
Jamie also brought over one of our favorite (former) Reds, Jonny Gomes.
Jonny’s last official act as a Red – hangin’ with the Rockin’ Redlegs ladies! Good luck in Washington, Jonny! We’ll miss you a ton!
Just like that, batting practice was over and the Mets took the field. Lisa offered to take us to the Reds Hall of Fame (where we had never been before) and we relished in reliving all of the greatest moments of Reds history.
Here’s Angie with the Great Eight.
After the Hall of Fame, it was almost time for the game. After many thank-you’s, we parted ways with our absolutely fabulous hostess and headed to our seats in the Budweiser Thirst Row, from where we watched an awesome game (even though they lost.) We were so close to my boy, Jay Bruce, we could almost smell him. Angie and I were wondering if Jay could hear us talking from where we were sitting – hence the name of this post. Guys, Jay did not touch his butt, so I guess he couldn’t hear us.
Come on, do it Jay!
Around the fifth inning, the Rockin’ Redlegs crew were treated to a special guest. Yes, it took a minute to feel comfortable with him, but I think our boy Gapper deserves a redemption. Actually, Gapper and I are on more-than-a-first-name-basis (if you know what I mean.)
He’s actually not bad once you get to know him!
Ultimately, the Reds lost to the Mets, but the memories and experiences we had that day with Lisa, Jamie, Jonny, Brandon, Jim, and of course, Gapper will be with us for a long time and we couldn’t be happier that we got to have this opportunity. We now see Great American Ballpark, the people behind it, and the players in a different light and we are so fortunate to have gotten to participate in such an awesome day.
As always, GO REDS!
When he’s not busy making jaw-dropping plays like this one, Brandon Phillips spends his free time being the most awesome dude on Earth. The Rockin’ Redlegs crew were fortunate enough to spend this past weekend with Brandon in Chicago. You can read Part I here or learn how it all happened here.
When we awoke on Saturday morning, we still couldn’t believe where we were, what we were doing, or what events had transpired in the past 24 hours. We had seen the Redlegs win in one of the most historic baseball stadiums in the United States. We spent the evening eating and joking around with the All-Star, Gold Glove Second Baseman of the Cincinnati Reds. We interacted with players we once only dreamed of spotting at the grocery store. We were Brandon Phillips’ entourage, and that was only the first day. We began Saturday anew with tons of excitement running through our systems, speculating what kind of amazing experiences were in store for the rest of the weekend. We quickly got dressed and hopped on the train for Wrigley Field. It was cold, wet, and rainy, but the weather couldn’t dampen our spirits! When we got to the ballpark, we took our seats next to Joey Votto’s family, and watched the Redlegs unfortunately fall to the Cubs, but hey, it happens.
When the team returned to the hotel, we met up with Brandon who expressed his excitement to take us out to eat again. He made reservations for somewhere, but he wouldn’t tell us where he was taking us. We all went upstairs and freshened up and took off for our dinner at a mystery location. We arrived at the restaurant, called Japonais, which was easily the nicest restaurant any of us youngsters have ever been to. Conde Nast Traveler named Japonais one of the top 66 restaurants in the world, and it definitely deserves the distinction. Japonais was incredibly swank and we were definitely underdressed, but Brandon made us feel completely at ease and comfortable. We spent dinner eating some of the most astonishing culinary creations any of us have ever laid eyes on, but even though the restaurant was very upscale, we still joked around and acted crazy like we have been all weekend. Brandon took off his shirt to show us his tattoos, giving us a glance at The Chain. Brandon is one of the most humble people we’ve ever met, so it was no surprise that he concealed his all-diamond chain with a diamond-encrusted #4 Phillips jersey, but we almost died when he let us wear it.
One of our spectacular dishes at Japonais. You cook the meat on the rock!
The Rockin’ Redlegs crew returned last night from a three-day road trip in Chicago, Illinois as the guest of Brandon Phillips. It was truly an amazing weekend, and here’s how it all went down.
We arrived in Chicago around 10 a.m. and checked into the hotel, which was the Westin across from the John Hancock building. We went up to our room and got showered and ready to head to Wrigley Field, during which time Brandon called to make sure that we needed five tickets to the game. We were all very excited to get out and see Chicago and we became even more enthusiastic after Brandon called because it meant that it was even more real. We arrived at Wrigley Field around 11:30 and it was unlike anything we had ever seen. This would be everyone’s first trip to Wrigley and we were excited to get inside the park and check everything out. I went to the Team Will Call window and our tickets weren’t there yet! The guy told us to come back in about 20 minutes, so we went to a bar near Wrigley that welcomed Reds fan. We had a drink to calm our nerves, and when we returned to the ballpark, our tickets were waiting so we went right inside.
The RR crew at the Reds bar by Wrigley.
Me and Pops getting our tickets at Team Will Call.
The famous Wrigley Field sign.
When we entered the ballpark, we realized just how awesome our seats were. We were in the Field Box seats right behind home plate where we watched the Redlegs grab a 5-4 win from the Cubs thanks to a 3-run homer by Jay Bruce and some incredible plays by our wonderful host. We drank Chicago’s own Old Style beer and sat snugly behind Nick Masset’s family and in front of Drew Stubbs’ family.
The view from our seats.
Our host getting ready for the game!
When the game was over, we hopped on the subway to head back to the hotel. Brandon called while we were on the subway and asked us what we wanted to eat. I said what I thought would be the most easily accepted meal choice for everyone, which was Italian, and he made reservations for us. We got up to the hotel room and everyone was showering and getting dressed when Brandon called again. He wanted us to come down to the lobby and meet all of his teammates, but everyone was in various stages of undress, so we missed that chance. He told us to meet him in the lobby at 7, so once we were all dressed (around 6:45) we headed down to the lobby and waited to meet Brandon. He came downstairs looking so totally fly, we stumbled through introductions, and hopped in a cab to Viaggio’s. During the cab ride, Brandon expressed his disappointment in me for not selecting Japanese food for our meal and I stated that I was not a fan of Japanese. When we got to the restaurant, the owners and workers at the restaurant all wanted to meet Brandon, and, as White Sox fans, bought him and us a drink because the Reds beat the Cubs. During dinner, we ate, took pictures, tweeted, told stories, and joked around. Brandon learned a lot about us, and we learned a lot about him and his teammates. After dinner, we sat there talking for a while until Brandon expressed his excitement to go to Walgreen’s to buy milk. The six of us hopped in a four-seat cab and took a very cramped ride to the nearest Walgreen’s. Once we got to Walgreen’s, we ended up acting crazy, clowning around in every aisle. Brandon got his milk drink and terrorized Walgreen’s customers, and we were off to the hotel again.
Me and Brandon “mad” at each other at dinner.
The whole gang at Viaggio’s.
Brandon and his milk at Walgreen’s.
Back at the hotel, we all hung out in the lobby, goofing off and taking advantage of free internet. We met some of Brandon’s teammates and goofed around, doing dances and singing Brandon’s “Money Money Yeah Yeah” song. Mikey got a picture with his favorite, Jonny Gomes, and Brandon and I got into a pillow fight. Let me tell you, it’s not easy trying to have a pillow fight with a Major League Baseball player – I lost.
Mikey and Jonny Gomes, otherwise known as the coolest picture ever.
Yesterday, I received the best news of my life. I (Tina) won Brandon Phillips’ Twitter contest. The prize? A trip to Chicago to see the Reds play the Cubs at Wrigley Field from May 6-8. So how’d it happen? Let me tell you.
I was in the kitchen pouring some milk into a Cincinnati Reds glass, when Angie shouted from the other room to name some desserts. I didn’t really pay much attention until our mom and our brother, Mike, asked why she was so eager to have a list of desserts. She said that Brandon Phillips had tweeted his question for his contest, which was “What is my favorite dessert?” Being a big follower of @DatDudeBP, I knew that he was having his contest that night, but I didn’t think I would be able to ever guess what his favorite dessert might be, so I didn’t think much about it. However, I logged onto Twitter, went back about a month in his tweets, and scanned for any possible clues. I saw that someone had tweeted about giving him his favorite, Krispy Kreme donuts, so I tweeted him my guess, hoping it might be correct. I second-guessed myself, thinking that he probably considers those to be a breakfast food, but there I sat on Twitter, waiting for him to announce a winner. He tweeted that he had a winner, along with this photo:
But, he still hadn’t tweeted who the winner was! We sat there waiting for him to tweet the name of the winner, but I was having a difficult time loading Twitter. Then, I heard Angie gasp, saying “Tina! You won!” I was finally able to see the tweets, and found this: “Congrats to @thetinacis for winning the contest! Hope you have a great time in Chitown with me and the Reds! #ALLREADY” I flipped out. I was so excited. Then, I got a direct message from him congratulating me. I replied, thanking him and asking him for details. His response, “What’s your number so I can call?” I responded with my phone number, and about a minute later, I was on the phone with Brandon Phillips. And let me tell you, hearing his voice on the phone is about a million times better than hearing it on TV. We were on the phone for five minutes, talking about how everything was going to go down in Chicago. He told me that he was going to put me up in the same hotel the Reds are staying in, that he would leave tickets for me for each game, and that I could bring as many people as I wanted, so of course, I told him I was going to be bringing my family. He then said that he would be in touch further through Twitter, but basically all we had to do was to show up at the hotel and he would take care of the rest.
This is going to be an amazing opportunity, a fantastic time, great material for Rockin’ Redlegs, and best of all, one of the greatest experiences of my life. Thanks so much to #4, Brandon Phillips. Now, I just have to think about what we’re going to talk about when we’re out to dinner. Any suggestions?
The ballot for the All-Star Game is finally became available the other day! We just wanted to remind everyone to vote Reds! You can vote a total of 25 times per email address, so let’s make sure that Joey Votto and all the other guys get there on the first try this year!
1B – Joey Votto
2B – Brandon Phillips
SS – Paul Janish
3B – Scott Rolen
C – Ramon Hernandez
OF – Jay Bruce
OF – Jonny Gomes
OF – Drew Stubbs
Not two hours ago, I wrote about the Reds-Cardinals rivalry and how intense this series will be. It looks like Cardinals fans are already running their mouths and their photoshop to make a statement about Mike Leake.
The difference between Reds fans and Cardinals fans is simple: class. We all know these two teams don’t like each other, but the most important thing is that these teams act like good sportsmen and put all animosity into playing the game hard. This, apparently, is something that Cardinals fans aren’t capable of doing. It’s true – last season, Brandon Phillips ran his mouth to the press about the Cardinals which caused the famous fight of 2010. What Yadier Molina chose to do in that situation was bring personal issues onto the field and manifest them in a physically violent way and that is one of the best examples of unsportsmanlike conduct I could imagine.
They’re at it again, making a mockery of Mike Leake’s situation. I am appalled at the lack of respect and class these fans have for someone who clearly got himself into something that could happen to anyone (and, if the newest reports are true, something that is a total mistake).
Apparently, this is only the first shirt in a series.
Brandon Phillips was right. “They’re little bitches. All of them.”
We’re coming for you, St. Lousy.