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The Baseball Cliché Translation Project

Even naive 10 year old Midwestern boys knew the Cardinals weren't going to win the pennant with my fastball. On the other hand, my penmanship is nothing if not stylish.


Since everyone should have something useless and unproductive to work on during the off-season (as opposed to the industriousness of drinking beer and watching baseball all summer), GASL is launching The Official Baseball Cliché Translation Project. See it's genesis here. This announcement will come as a surprise to the boss, IM, but what the hell.

I've already got about sixty baseball clichés assembled (real and fictional) and I'm going to post them over the off-season. If anyone has any to add, put them in comments. And we're off....

Manager: "He's just got a couple of things he needs to work on in the off-season."

Translation: His fastball and his off speed stuff.

Comments

Rich Horton said…
Finally, something baseball related to look forward to this winter. I can't wait to see the Neil Allen entry.

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