I love Jason Heyward.

A lot.  Like, a lot a lot.

In much, much, much sadder and more depressing news, I was looking at the 2007 MLB Draft (when Heyward was selected 14th overall by Atlanta) and the Mariners had the #11 pick.

We picked Phillipe Aumount.  Instead of Jason Heyward.  Fail.

Aumount was the centerpiece of the Cliff Lee trade, so I guess we still got something shiny for him, but Jason Heyward should be a Mariner.

Robbie, you wanna really know why I hate Bavasi?  Go look at the 2006 draft.  We had the #5 pick.  Tim Lincecum was born and raised in the Seattle area, went to the University of Washington, and very badly wanted to be a Mariner.  Instead, Bavasi chose Brandon Morrow, who we recently traded to Toronto for a middle reliever.  So, yeah.  The top of our rotation should feature Felix Hernandez followed by Tim Lincecum.

To make matters worse, we had the #3 pick in 2005.  The two players taken already were Justin Upton and Alex Gordon.  We could have had Ryan Zimmerman, Ryan Braun, Troy Tulowitzki, or even Andrew McCutchen.  We should have taken Tulo, because we needed a long-term answer at SS.  Bavasi passed on all of them, however, and took USC catcher Jeff Clement.  Clement is currently in AAA with the Pittsburgh Pirates, making the transition to 1B, because he can’t catch more than 2 innings.  Bavasi used the excuse that we already had a good SS, and that’s why we didn’t take Tulo.  That “good” SS?  Yuniesky Betancourt.

So you may hate Frank Wren, but at least you have Jason Heyward.  And as much as I’ve gotten away from the meaning of this post, I still want everyone to know that as much as it hurts to know we could have Jason Heyward right now, at least we don’t have Bavasi anymore.

Also, Jason Heyward is really, really good.  Like, really, really good.  Seriously.

Fantasy Friday.

Introducing you to a new segment that will probably last about 2 or 3 weeks, and then I’ll lose interest/forget all about it.  But for now, here’s how it works:

Since I know you all are super curious as to how our Fantasy Baseball league is shaping up, I feel like updating you once per week of the goings on.  There’s a more than slight chance this could fail, considering followers of KyleRancourt.com only include the people in the league (on occasion), my girlfriend Kelly, Brad & Sarah, Wadz (sporadically), and Robbie from SC, but I’ll give it a go anyway.

CURRENT STANDINGS:

1.) Kyle (obviously.)
2.) Lotz
3.) Ruther
4.) Pat the Rock
5.) Geoff
6.) Mikey
7.) Don

First off, Don is in last place. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I don’t care if the season is less than 2 weeks old, watching Don lose is more satisfying than watching myself win. Secondly, I’m starting to pull away from the pack. Lotz and David are surprising some people, while Mikey started to drop as soon as he made a giant post about how he is the 2nd best team in the league. Karma, I guess.

PLAYER OF THE WEEK:

Chase Utley, 2B, Philadelphia Phillies (Kyle’s Team)

Utley raised his average to .343 on the young season, to go along with 5 homers and 11 RBI. 12 runs scored is a nice bonus as well. Also, we must account for the sexiness of the sole patch.

A runner-up would be Rhianna’s boyfriend, Matt Kemp. Kemp is killing it and is currently the player with the most points in our league, and I got him with the 5th pick somehow. Pat had Hanley as a holdover with his first pick, and then it went David Wright (Geoff), Justin Upton (Don), and Pablo Sandoval (David). How in the hell did Kemp fall that far to me? I don’t know, and I don’t care. I love me some Matt Kemp.

MOTHERFUCKER OF THE WEEK:

This will be the player on my team, specifically, who I’ve played and has done absolutely nothing. Also, this usually means someone on my bench went bananas, and my hair turned a little more grey because of it.

This week’s MoFo — Adam Jones, OF, Baltimore Orioles

We here in Seattle know all too well about Adam Jones. “Gold Glove” winner, great upside, All-Star. We gave Baltimore Jones in the Erik Bedard fiasco, and some people still haven’t moved on. I’m ok with it, because if this shitty trade never happens, Bavasi might still be in charge. Also, we have Sexy Time AKA Franklin Gutierrez. So it’s hard to be mad when he have the best defensive player in all of baseball roaming center at The Safe.

Jones’ week looked something like this: .241, 0 HRs, 1 RBI, 1 BB, 2 runs scored. The best part? I played him over BJ Upton, who had been sucking balls. Upton hit .304 with 2 HRs, 5 RBI, 2 stolen bases, 5 runs scored, and 2 BBs. Jones over Upton? Fail.

JASON HEYWARD UPDATE:

Because I am completely gay for Jason Heyward, I’m going to also remind you of his greatness by posting his numbers, and perhaps referencing some “Heywardisms” that I’ve stolen from Sports Casualties.

Past week — .333, 2 HR, 7 RBI, 4 runs, 6 BB
Season to date — .303, 3 HR, 12 RBI, 6 runs, 6 BB, 1.077 OPS

Heywardism of the Week — “At 6′5″, 245, Jason Heyward has surprisingly never hit a home run before. However, many a fastball have stopped dead in their tracks and run 450 feet in the other direction out of sheer terror.”  — Robbie Hilson.

Well said, sir.  Well said.

DAYS UNTIL THE WWF CHAMPIONSHIP BELT IS MINE AGAIN FOR THE 5th CONSECUTIVE TIME:

170

Countdown to Jamaica:

16 days, bitches!

Credit where credit is due.

First things first; for those of you who weren’t aware, yes, Mikey and I were Mormons for Halloween a few years ago.  It was as awesome as it seems.  Now, onto the point of this post…

Mikey D’Angelo has defied the odds and defeated Kyle for the Fantasy Basketball Championship Belt.  Yes, we play for bragging rights, but we also play for something far more important; the WWF Championship replica belt.  $8 on eBay.  You should look into it.

Anyways.  Mikey always proclaims his team is the best, when in fact, his teams usually suck balls.  So, I guess if you constantly say the same thing over and over, eventually, you’re bound to be right one of these days.  Hey, even a broken clock is right twice a day.

Despite my superior drafting skills, my team was ravaged by injuries.  Chris Paul missed half of the season, and had he been healthy, the points he would have generated might have net me the title by itself.  However, throw in the fact that Carmelo Anthony and Al Jefferson were both hurt, and you can see how disappointed I am that I didn’t win my 4th basketball title in a row.  I guess without failure, you can’t appreciate victory.

So, I guess, Mikey is like the Houston Rockets those two years Jordan was in retirement.  Champions?  Sure.  But Champions with an asterisk.

Ok, ok.  I need to stop bitching and moaning.  Mikey had a really good team, and he said Zach Randolph was going to blow up this year.  I laughed at his ridiculous remarks, and then Randolph wound up being a Top 10 player in our league.  Chris Bosh went bananas, Deron Williams killed it, and Jason Kidd defied us all by putting up great numbers in his age 63 year.

I still think my holdovers are better; I have Kevin Durant in R6, who I’m keeping for the rest of time, as well as Chris Paul (R1) and Al Jefferson (R13).  Mikey has Bosh (R4), Williams (R1), and possibly Brandon Roy.  But Pat has Kobe (R1), DWade (R4), and I don’t think you even need a 3rd holdover after that.

Sigh.  Today is the first time in 4 years I’ve woken up after the NBA season has concluded and not been happy.  I am not shouting on the rooftops, I am not wearing my belt to the grocery store, I am not sending Mikey text messages that say nothing but are filled with exclamation points.  No, today I am not a champion.  I lost to a better team, and a better manag…ok, no.  A better team, sure.  But it’ll be a cold day in Hell before I proclaim Mikey is the better manager.

So everyone raise your glasses; let’s toast to the best ceiling kicker in the history of the world.  The one, the only, Mike D’Angelo.  Your 2009-10 Fantasy Basketball Champion.

Cue the Mikey Dumb Face followed by “YEAYER!”

I have mixed emotions about this.

Earlier today, the Denver Broncos traded Pro Bowl WR Brandon Marshall to the Miami Dolphins. At first, I was really upset that they got him when we clearly needed him. Then I found out what they paid. A 2nd round pick this year and a 2nd rounder in 2011. Then they gave him a new 4 year, $47.5 million dollar contract with $24 million guaranteed, making him the highest paid WR in NFL history.

Yikes. The money part, although it’s a lot, doesn’t really bother me all that much. It’s Paul Allen’s money, in an uncapped year, and you can front-load the shit out of it like the Dolphins are currently doing. Giving up two 2nd round picks though? That’s a lot. I mean, Brandon Marshall is an elite WR, but when you have as many holes as the Seahawks do, you need all the draft picks you can get.

So, I guess if I had to describe my emotions to you via LOL CATS, it would look something like this:

ANGER IN GENERAL

ANGER TOWARDS DOLPHINS

RETARDED BECAUSE I POSTED LOL CATS ON MY BLOG

So while I’m disappointed we didn’t get Marshall, I’m ok with not over paying for him with draft picks we need badly.  Now if we can just go back and draft someone sexier than Aaron Curry…

Oh my god, I want a Double Down.

By now, you’ve all heard about KFC’s brilliant new menu item, the Double Down.  I’m fairly sure that means you’re betting everything on not having a heart attack on the spot, but it’s so worth it.  It’s a chicken sandwich minus the bun.  Yes, minus the bun.  Two boneless pieces of chicken act as the bun, with cheese and bacon sandwiched in between the artery clogging calorie machine.  By the way, I did not intend for that last sentence to rhyme, but it’s kind of awesome that it does.  I’m so unintentionally gangster.

I am getting fat just looking at it and watching the commercial on KFC’s website.  But seriously.  I want it.  And just like with Wendy’s Baconator, I shall record the experience via video and/or pictures.

Stay tuned for the KFC Double Down vs. Kyle Rancourt Showdown. 

And to wash it down, I’ll go to Jamba Juice and use this free coupon.  Seriously.  Buy one get one free.

AOL strikes again.

First of all, I love Ryan Zimmerman.  For those of you who don’t know who he is, he just so happens to be my holdover 3B from the Washington Nationals.  I’ve never really questioned his sexuality, but I mean, I guess I could see how people think he’s gay.  The obvious joke here is to ask if he’s the pitcher or the catcher.  Not really sure.  He plays the Hot Corner and since he bats 3rd in the lineup on most nights, he always starts the game In the Hole.

Gay, straight, bi/curious, whatever.  Just keep helping me win Fantasy Baseball titles and you can go be gay all you want.  Like, Matthew Shepard gay.  Eeesh, was it too soon for that reference?

24 midseason recap.

Ok, so maybe it’s a little past the halfway point, but we just cleared off the DVR and it feels like the right time to do some sort of 24 midseason-ish recap.  Onward!

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Unintentional Humor of the Day.

I am so happy Carlos Silva is gone.

He is really, really fat.  He is really, really bad.  His contract is really, really terrible.  But hey, Cubs fans welcome him with open arms!  They get to rid themselves of a guy they hate because he is black, to root for a guy who might actually eat their offspring.  So kudos, Chicago.  You hated Milton Bradley so much that you convinced Jim Hendry to ship him to Seattle for perhaps the worst pitcher in Major League Baseball.

Silva signed a monstrous contract and proceeded to immediately blow donkey balls in Seattle.  In 2008, his first season with the Mariners, he went 4-15 with an ERA of 6.46.  Not that wins or ERA are the end all be all of baseball statistics, but good lord, those are bad.  Don’t believe he was as bad as those numbers say?  Well, let’s dive into some more advanced stats that sabermetricians enjoy using, then.

His FIP was 4.63, good for 65th in all of baseball.  For those wondering, FIP stands for Fielding Independent Pitching, and it’s basically ERA without luck/defense involved.  And there were 64 guys who posted a better FIP in 2008 than Silva.  That’s astonishing.  Well, actually, if you saw him pitch, it’s astonishing he’s not lower on the list.

His 2009 season was cut short by a “back injury” which was basically the front office’s way of making sure he doesn’t see the field ever.  He went on the 60 day DL and came off at the end of the season when we were already eliminated.

In his ultimate wisdom, Jack Zdurencik somehow, someway, convinced the Cubs to not only take Carlos Silva off of our hands, but give us a real, live, human being in return.  I know all of you douche bag Cubs fans want to rip Milton constantly and talk about how terrible he is, blah blah blah.  Nevermind he was hurt last year, and playing in front of some of the worst fans in baseball probably doesn’t help, either.

So have fun, Cubs fans.  Carlos Silva is a really fat pitcher who can’t throw strikes.  Milton Bradley is a guy with a temper than can switch hit, gets on base a lot, and has the incredible ability to piss off opposing fans.  Basically, Milton Bradley is awesome.  And Carlos Silva is fat.  Really, really fat.

Enjoy.

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