Can the Yanks win their 27th world championship? Can the Phillies force a game seven in the Bronx? I haven’t the slightest idea. But I do know that Joe Buck and Tim McCarver are bound to say a mountain of stupid things. So meet back here at 7:30 sharp for all the mockery!
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Update 10.30: Thanks to everyone who participated in this glorious live event! If you want to see what you missed or relive the glory, just press that little play button below.
Hey fans! Much as I enjoyed last night’s live-bloggery, I felt my
method of doing so was a tad clunky and not quite dynamic enough method
of keeping up with the action. I wanted something that allowed more
verbage than tweeting, but sacrificed immediacy in the process.
now live blogging is back and better than ever! I’ve improved the
live-blogging interface for tonight’s Pedro vs. Burnett action, by the
means of that gray box down there. Oh yes, you’re welcome.
come back ’round 7:30pm EST and keep yer browser right here this
evening for hot World Series action! No more refreshing! No more
constant Twitter updates! (RSS feed here for supernerds.) And you can comment along with me! IF YOU DARE.
As a Mets fan, can I ignore the World Series just because it features two teams I don’t like? Of course not! This is still the World Series, and I intend to watch every inning. This is part of baseball history, unfolding before our eyes. Plus, maybe someone will get horribly injured on live TV!
So keep your eyes on this space, for I shall be live-blogging this whole grotesque event for posterity! God help us all!
All live blog posts in chronological order, after the jump.
Continue reading Live Blog: World Series Game 1
I considered tweeting all about tonight’s exciting (yawn) All Star Game. Then I remembered that it will involve Joe Buck and Tim McCarver. And that, because the game is taking place in St. Louis, Mr. Buck will be at the height of his most cloyingly nostalgic and self righteous. (See how many times the phrase “greatest fans in baseball is used”, but please don’t turn it into a drinking game or you’ll go blind.) It was then I knew I couldn’t restrain my hatred to 140 characters at a time.
So this evening, I will live blog all the drama and stupidity that surely awaits us. Your comments are, as always, welcomed.