Tomorrow, Trent will have his first visit from the Easter Bunny.
Earlier this week, we had a bunny nesting in the yard for the first time this year. Ironically, we noticed him on the day the Phillies called up SoxandPhils favorite Mike Zagurski.
I'm not automatically inclined to fill the hole. I may because it is a safety hazard, and I don't particularly enjoy picking up baby bunnies after a cat gets into their nest. But for the moment, I'm inclined to let Momma Bunny use our yard.
I know, I'm a complete mush since Trent.
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Apr 23, 2011
Nov 15, 2008
Phils phans win again
First they saw their team win the World Series, and now it looks like they've won the SoxandPhils preseason prediction showdown.
No one did particularly well, but Phils fans (probably picking with heart more than head) each got three of the four National League playoff teams correct, plus the Phillies as World Series Champions.
Brian was the only one to correctly predict an AL team. He went with the Angels. The rest of us were killed by the Mariners. But Brian also unofficially predicted 16 wins for Adam Eaton.
Christine also picked three of the NL teams (everyone got burned with the Diamondbacks in the West). She was also the only one to correctly pick an award winner (unless Jose Reyes wins the MVP next week). She went with Geovany Soto for Rookie of the Year.
She almost picked the correct number of games the World Series would last. She blames Clint Hurdle for getting it wrong. She assumed the NL would have home-field advantage, so she went Phillies in six, figuring we would have tickets to that game. If she knew Hurdle was going to suck in the All-Star game, she would have picked five. Also, it would have been impressive if she had gone through with her thought of picking the Rays in the East.
Only the Cubs division win and Willie Randolph being the first manager fired saved Joe Wolf's Vertical Jump from joining his brother on the shutout list. Joe Wolf may have picked the Phillies, not his beloved Expos, if he were picking seriously.
Like his Mets, Endy in the Outfield had nothing to show for his efforts.
Results could still change when the MVPs are announced this week, but no one has a serious candidate. In the NL, there are three Chase Utleys, a Reyes and Prince Fielder. In the AL, there are two Grady Sizemores, a Miguel Cabrera and Vladimir Guerrero. I've got the best shot at picking up a point with Alex Rodriguez. But I'd forgo that one to see Dustin Pedroia win it.
News: Still not much doing for the SoxandPhils. I was downstairs this morning when I heard Christine clapping at the computer. I expected something big. Her reaction was to the news that Mike Zagurski would be healed in spring training.
I know she likes the rotund pitcher we call Fattie, but I think her overreaction was just an excuse to look at this picture. We didn't get any baby bunnies this season.
No one did particularly well, but Phils fans (probably picking with heart more than head) each got three of the four National League playoff teams correct, plus the Phillies as World Series Champions.
Brian was the only one to correctly predict an AL team. He went with the Angels. The rest of us were killed by the Mariners. But Brian also unofficially predicted 16 wins for Adam Eaton.
Christine also picked three of the NL teams (everyone got burned with the Diamondbacks in the West). She was also the only one to correctly pick an award winner (unless Jose Reyes wins the MVP next week). She went with Geovany Soto for Rookie of the Year.
She almost picked the correct number of games the World Series would last. She blames Clint Hurdle for getting it wrong. She assumed the NL would have home-field advantage, so she went Phillies in six, figuring we would have tickets to that game. If she knew Hurdle was going to suck in the All-Star game, she would have picked five. Also, it would have been impressive if she had gone through with her thought of picking the Rays in the East.
Only the Cubs division win and Willie Randolph being the first manager fired saved Joe Wolf's Vertical Jump from joining his brother on the shutout list. Joe Wolf may have picked the Phillies, not his beloved Expos, if he were picking seriously.
Like his Mets, Endy in the Outfield had nothing to show for his efforts.
Results could still change when the MVPs are announced this week, but no one has a serious candidate. In the NL, there are three Chase Utleys, a Reyes and Prince Fielder. In the AL, there are two Grady Sizemores, a Miguel Cabrera and Vladimir Guerrero. I've got the best shot at picking up a point with Alex Rodriguez. But I'd forgo that one to see Dustin Pedroia win it.
News: Still not much doing for the SoxandPhils. I was downstairs this morning when I heard Christine clapping at the computer. I expected something big. Her reaction was to the news that Mike Zagurski would be healed in spring training.
I know she likes the rotund pitcher we call Fattie, but I think her overreaction was just an excuse to look at this picture. We didn't get any baby bunnies this season.
Mar 23, 2008
Fattie(s)
The Phillies placed Mike Zagurski and two other relievers on the DL. Not earth-shattering news, and it usually wouldn't even warrant a mention on the blog. But it's Easter, so I figured it would be a good time to tell how in our house, Zagurski is linked to a bunny.As you can see in the photo, Zagurski looks to have polished off more than his fair share of chocolate bunnies. Christine and I affectionately called him Fattie and rooted for him last year.
Meantime, several real bunnies used our yard as a nursery last summer. The bunnies were kind of cute, but it was scary knowing any minute I could step on a nest or do even worse with the lawnmower.
We read that you can pet bunnies without fear of the mother abandoning them, so we started petting them. Some let me hold them. Most of the bunnies disappeared without incident except for one clutch, which had an unfortunate incident with a cat. One of the survivors looked like he had more than his fair share of Momma's milk. Christine and I affectionately called him Fattie. And he would appear on-and-off for several days. Maybe he'll come back this summer - he just better not dig any holes.
(This isn't Fattie. He wouldn't stay still long enough for a photo.)
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