I love the song. It certainly is a beautiful morning now that D Cab is no longer an Oriole. Come to think of it I actually slept pretty well last night just knowing that I will never have to worry about whether Good Danny or Bad Danny is going to show up and pitch again.

p.s. Nothing wrong with our pitching staff that, oh, $240 million wouldn’t cure.

All right, $300 million— but that’s my final offer.

I’m going to miss games like this:

http://sports.espn.go.com/mlb/boxscore?gameId=260407101

that no AL East team signs him (Roch seems to think the Jays want to) because I guarantee the following will happen:

He will come to pitch a game at Camden Yards, get booed horribly, start to lose it, and throw at the heads of one of the following:
Nick
B-Rob
Wieters
Adam Bomb

Of course, then we might actually see the crowd storm the field and carry him off to a dark fate.

Of course

There’s no guarantee yet that he won’t be back.

but understand that the man had the most heart out of ANYONE on this team. When another team was bullying the hapless O’s, who did we call on to stand up for us…that’s right, DANIEL!!

When all of the O’s starters gave up toward the end of the last few seasons, who was the only pitcher to tough it out and actually pitch the full season…that’s right, DANIEL!!

No other player on the Orioles was more willing to go to war for this organization, so before you trash him for his inconsistencies and lack of baseball knowledge, remember this-Daniel actually gave a fuck about this team…which is way more than I can say for much of the rest of the fucking roster (recall Aubrey Huff last year).

That was the number I heard for an arbitration figure.

I still like D-Cabs if only because he was pretty much the only reason I bothered to watch the crap teams of late 2005 and 2006. Yeah, Bedard was the ace, but D-Cabs brought a little bit of excitement to an otherwise dreary team. While surrounded by guys who had mailed it in by the second half of the season, I never thought D-Cabs was dogging it. I always liked that, except for those times he lost a little control of his temper, which was even more detrimental to his already bad pitching.

I gave up on him after 2006, while the O’s hung on for another two years. He may be back, it will be interesting to see if anyone takes a flyer on him.

…of the movie Kingpin when I hear this song, and the intro to Roy Munson’s life in lovely Scranton, PA.

“Can you get sick drinking piss, Roy?”

“I think you can.”

“Even if it’s your own?”

…and I’m a little surprised his BB/9 is only 5.1/1.

my comment on Daniel was simply a reaction to the overwhelming negativity displayed for him on this site. I agree with the criticism…he did not get results and certainly is not worth 4 million dollars (or 4 thousand for that matter!!). But why the need to trash the guy so much?? That is one of the primary problems in the world these days, we are all very quick to point out the faults of other people, when clearly no one is perfect. I felt that Dan at least deserved one supporter.

Stacey, in regards to Aubrey Huff, apparently you forgot the careless way he trashed the city and organization over last off season. He clearly has some disdain for the team.

Pipkin, Kevin Millar may have cared, but his results were not much better than Daniel’s now were they. Yet, I don’t see entire fan threads dedicated to the shitting on of the former Red Sox great…you may have forgotten about that first pitch, but not I.

really, though:

“I don’t know how I am going to feel; I’ll have to wait for the season,” said Cabrera, whom the Orioles did not offer a contract at Friday’s midnight deadline. “I don’t know how to feel, but I have nothing bad to say about Baltimore.”

“I think I’m looking [at this] in a positive way. I’ve been there five years. They have been waiting; they gave me a lot of chances,” Cabrera said. “So I think it is good for the Orioles and good for me, too.”

…way to leave on a high note, my inconsistent friend.

"So I think it is good for the Orioles and good for me, too…"

he said, just moments before hurling a 98 mph heater 8 feet over the reporters head.