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Remembering “The Kid:” Ken Griffey, Jr. on the cover of Sports Illustrated

Ever since I read Griff’s homage to “The Kid,” Ken Griffey, Jr., I have been brainstorming about how to do something similar.  My first thought was to scan each and every Griffey card that I have; Griffey cards have always been the shit and were a staple of my childhood.  Other than his rookie card, I can’t remember a Junior card that portrayed him as anything less than legendary- they all proclaimed that we were watching one of the greatest players of all time.

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The Brett Phelps Haiku Spot

Mark Reynolds was golden on Saturday against the Cardinals

Hat trick plus uno
Awful day for fantasy
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Sunday’s SombreroCast

In the latest installment of the SombreroCast, Griff and Dee reflect on a recent Farmington Cardinals game, discuss hitting philosophies, talk about some players and player development and touch on ideas regarding coaching theory.

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The Golden Sombrero’s First Podcast

Griff and Dee weigh in on Farmington High School players selected in the MLB Draft, the North/South series and Stephen Strasburg.

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Casey on the Juice

“Love has its sonnets galore. War has its epics in heroic verse. Tragedy its sombre story in measured lines. Baseball has Casey at the Bat.” – Albert Spalding

This is my modern take (my remix, if you will) on Ernest L. Thayer’s classic 1888 poem, Casey at the Bat. Anyone that takes the time to check their fantasy squad daily (or multiple times daily for you real nerds) but has never taken the 60 seconds required to read this poetic piece of baseball lore should offer up their testicles (or ovaries, ladies) for batting practice.  After reading Señor Towel’s piece, mentioning baseball’s most sacred stanzas, I got to wondering what it would be like if Casey had played in my lifetime instead of Wee Willie Keeler’s.  And I’m sorry Wee Willie but these days – chicks dig the long ball!

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