Maskot Kombat

On the whole, mascots are fun, but they can be a touch obnoxious. Your team is down because they are acting as if they were left on the Tilt o' Whirl a bit too long as babies and the announcers are running their mouths too much. You're generally feeling pretty shitty, when a fuzzy giant comes bounding into the stands with a fixed grin plastered across its massive face and begins to annoy the piss out of you. Suddenly you have visions of tearing the foam out of the furry (or feathery) beast...you smile, and relax a little. A little violence can be cathartic, and it would be fun to set mascot against mascot in a battle to the faux fur and latex finish. For no particular reason, I start in the AL Central and pit paws and claws against purple and polka dots.

Cleveland Indians' Slider versus Royals' Sluggerrr.

Round 1, FIGHT!
It's really no contest. Although Slider is older by almost 6 years, an inductee in the Mascot Hall of Fame, and a non-offensive replacement for Chief Wahoo. Slider's only move is a center field somersault kick, Sluggerrr has a hot dog cannon, and sharp claws. His association with the Royals is a stretch at best (Royals=Kings=King of the Jungle), but at least he makes more sense than the Suessian Slider. Round 1 goes to Sluggerrr.

Round 2, FIGHT!
Round 2 again sees Sluggerrr victorious. Excellent!

Finish Him!
Sluggerrr wins...Fatality!

Speaking of crossing franchises...

Mortal Kombat vs. DC Universe Trailer
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A Little Payback

~Bootlegger comments on the changes made by the Detroit Lions' logo and uniforms. At least the Lions can spell their friggin' names right!

~No Guts No Glory dives into the controversy of protecting Doc Gooden's signature on the wall of the Met's sparklin' new stadium.

~The Love of Sports examines the Top 10 Batting Stances. I'm glad they got Jeff Bagwell's sack draggin' squat in there (at #5).

~The guys at Major League Jerk provide a summary of the AL West Division.

~P.S.A.M.P. spots former Steeler's Coach Bill Cowher's amazing teeth at the home of my Carolina Hurricanes during a game against the New Jersey Red Devils.