Sunday, February 16, 2020

Lessons, unlearned, Part Deux

It was the good doctor, Major Clipton (played by James Donald), who delivered the appropriate epitaph at the end of David Lean's epic flick "The Bridge on the River Kwai."

"Madness ..." quoth the good doctor. "Madness!"

Allow the Blob -- a confirmed film buff for whom TBOTRK is a personal favorite -- to steal that line, sort of.

Dumbness ... Dumbness!

Which is about all you can say about what Carlos Correa of the Houston Asterisk-os did yesterday, who fired back at the Dodgers' Cody Bellinger for rightly taking the Asterisk-os to task for their blatant cheating. In so doing, he once again demonstrated that the Asterisk-os remain stupidly unrepentant, or at the very least stupidly unwilling to man up.

What Correa said, essentially: Cody, you got no idea what you're talking about. Yeah, we cheated to get to the World Series in '17, but we didn't cheat during the Series, and particularly in Game 7. Trust us, we didn't! Also, Jose Altuve was NOT wearing a wire, so to speak. The reason he didn't want anyone to touch his uniform jersey was because he had a fresh tattoo! Really!

And never MIND that the reason HE said he didn't want anyone touching his jersey was because his wife didn't want to see him take his shirt off on TV!

Good grief. Good ... grief.

And here I would say to Correa that this might be a good time to just STOP TALKING. And to remind him that when one finds himself stuck in a hole, the smart play is to STOP DIGGING.

But that's so obvious no one should really have to say it. Should he?

Dumbness. Dumbness!

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