All Star Game: It's Your All-Star Game Live Blog, Ya'll

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We run this picture, not because there's any particular reason to run it, but because it's the All-Star Game tonight, and we will never, ever tire of looking at this picture. It has been five years since the ultimate Bud Selig befuddled moment -- honestly, just look at that picture again; doesn't it just make you want to laugh and dance? That's what it does to us -- and it's pretty much the first, last and every image we think about it anytime the game comes back around. It makes us happy. It just does.
We hope you all enjoyed Bud's chat today and are raring and ready for the 78th All-Star Game. The American League has won nine in a row. Since they made that All Important Rule about home-field advantage in the World Series going to the league that wins here, the World Series is even between leagues at 2. So strap in and HOLD ON TIGHT. (And play Bingo!)
Because this is a Big Game -- and the Only Thing Happening Today -- we are proud to introduce the fine crew at Babes Love Baseball, who will be live blogging this monster for you tonight. Their words will begin a bit before gametime after the jump. Make them feel welcome, and do try to enjoy yourselves.
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Bottom of the First Inning Jose Reyes hits a single blah blah. Barry Bonds deserves to be here. What planet are these two clowns living on anyway? People want to see Bonbs succeed?....NOT. He pops out. One down. Well, at least Beltran wasn't just looking this time (sorry, Metsy). Griffey is too old to make that a double, and Reyes hauls some fanny and puts the NL on the board.
My future husband grounds out grounds out to short. David Wright in HD is something I can get used to. At the end of the 1st, it's 1-0 NL.
Top of the First Inning First, we'd like to give a big Thank You to Joe Buck and Tim McCarver for making our job so much easier this evening. Is this really Timmy's 16th broadcast? We're proud to have survived that many.
The NL Boys of Summer are looking to grab their first All-Star victory since the Nintendo 64 was launched in Japan. The year was 1996. Jake Peavy was fifteen.
Ichiro Suzuki, who is reportedly about to snatch a helluva deal from the Mariners, leads off with a base hit through the right side. Surprise! Derek Jeter, whose Driven cologne smells like victory, grounds into a double play. Jake Peavy stares down Big Papi for like, 5 minutes before Ortiz breaks his bat and reaches on a Prince Fielder schmuckfest. Luckily, A-Rod erased the memory by grounding into a forceout.
American League 0, National League 0
Hmmm... it seems the soft touch of a woman has put Nibbles on the DL indefinitely. Some IT guy is on the way to save the day.
I can't believe we already broke the internets with our sassiness. Unreal. We're just going to keep going like all is well.
Seriously? We need an intro? Here we are Deadspinners, your hostesses for the Midsummer Classic. It may be confusing and a little frightening to see the Royal We used in its proper context this evening, but don't be afraid.
We promise not to paint the walls pink or put flowers in the bathroom. We'd rather not have anyone puke in their mouths, so the rock-hard physiques of our favorite players will absolutely not be discussed.
Sooze has decided she'd rather be on top, so she'll be recapping the top half of the innings, while Lizzy, who is more comfortable with the bottom, will take the bottom half innings.
So sit back, crack open a tasty (preferably alcoholic) beverage, and don't be afraid to stick it to us. We love it.
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