Sacramento is the new Belgium
New best poem ever?
Would you rather
I turned my ass
Well, say so,
don't stand there
holding a mirror.
Courtesy La D. Now back to our regularly scheduled Sonny Liston and foie gras coverage.
Vive le RoiIn incredibly sad news, Bill King died today. It is probably impossible for those of you in more benighted radio markets to imagine what a funny, warm, literate sports announcer sounds like. You will read words like "legend" and "renaissance man" and they are not the typical self-important sports bullshit. Just to give you an idea:
Those wishing to make donations in memory of King may do so through the Smuin Ballet or the Marin Agricultural Land Trust.
I'll never forget an interminable rain delay in Colorado some years ago (King hated both delays and interleague) during which he discoursed learnedly on a surreal number of topics, from the Isabella Stewart Gardener museum to the stars of the 1930s. At least once a game, you thought "did he really just say that?"