tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11923437.post114599307174729018..comments2008-10-07T20:55:14.439-04:00dakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02768386460112735397noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11923437.post-1146062302973238002006-04-26T10:38:00.000-04:002006-04-26T10:38:00.000-04:002006-04-26T10:38:00.000-04:00<B>I'm just not going to read a book in hopes of learning how to play baseball.</B><BR/><BR/>Has no one explained to Joe that the book isn't an instruction manual on bunting? Having no coaching, managing, or front office experience, you'd think Joe would be interested in a book that's about a successful approach to constructing a baseball team. But, I guess Joe already knows the keys to a successful team in modern baseball:<BR/><B>my old Reds teams had hitting, Gold Gloves, pitching, etc. We had it all.</B><BR/>One hopes that Joe came by this wisdom either by reading George Foster's diary or by watching "The Day the Earth Stood Still."Coachhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07146507111984448355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11923437.post-1146019224903802052006-04-25T22:40:00.000-04:002006-04-25T22:40:00.000-04:002006-04-25T22:40:00.000-04:00Touché to the several readers who pointed out that perhaps I should have congratulated Joe for correctly answering a chat question, instead of chastising Victor for asking what the Sunday Night game was. Well-played, several readers.Ken Tremendoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15290167169845520176noreply@blogger.com