It has been a while and this is not likely to appease the four of you who have been wondering where I've been, but we're in the midst of a Royals lull.
Really the lull set in on June 1st or so, but I'll not quibble.
Until the day after the World Series, when Dayton Moore will likely make some move that will leave us searching for insights to make on his offseason plans, we won't have much to talk about in regards to the Royals.
I have found myself returning to watching baseball right now, with my attention having been drawn by the Rangers, a team whose farm system was widely regarded as the top minor league system in the game a few short years ago. As I've watched these Rangers hand it to the Yankees, something has struck me as borderline offensive. It really began to bother me in the late innings of Game Four, with the Rangers up big in a series in which they had thoroughly dominated the Yankees for all but one inning of the series.
On a Francisco Cervelli throw to second in an attempt to throw out the speedy Elvis Andrus, Darling exclaimed how great Cervelli's throw was. Andrus was safe.
These are but a few examples of how ridiculous the commentary, especially the color work of Ron Darling, who must not be aware that baseball is played outside of New York, has been.
As Game Five wound down, Derek Jeter was showered with praise after starting off 0-for-3 then drawing a walk and connecting on what equated to a swinging bunt that traveled a full 40 feet from home plate earning a single. This stellar day at the plate was used to illustrate exactly how great Jeter is when Ron Darling stated, "This is just the kind of player Derek Jeter is!"
Someone please stab my fucking ears out before I have to hear this Yale-educated toolbag brutally rape another playoff broadcast.
If we Royals fans can take solace in anything, it's that we don't have to watch our team in the playoffs facing the Yankees and not actually know how our team is doing because the announcing crew (Smoltz excepted) is too busy fellating the opponent.