Against my better judgement I'm going to do another Brewers blog post even though I'm fairly certain I've been ruining their season all year long on this blog. And by 'fairly certain' I mean 'scared to the point of paranoia.' Honestly, look back at my efforts this past month alone. Brewers go on a 5 game winning streak, then I write about them maybe getting it turned around. They respond with a 5 game losing streak. Trevor Hoffman gets a feel good save last weekend, I write about him finally pitching well and approaching 600 saves. He responds by giving up 3 runs and taking the loss the next day. I'm seriously starting to feel like Steve Bartman here. Like it wouldn't shock me if Linda Hamilton turned up missing after I posted her picture on yesterday's blog. And without her we can't stop judgement day. So I may have accidently set the apocolypse in motion. My bad. Maybe I should start writing about the Vikings instead of the Packers this season? Whoop....little bit of vomit came up there.
In any case if you haven't been watching the Brewers lately* Casey McGehee has been on fire. He is 9 for his last 9 and hit his 18th bomb of the season while collecting 3 RBIs as the Brewers salvaged the 4th game of the series at home against the 1927 Yankees. Whoop I mean the Arizona Diamondbacks. Who have the second worst record in the league. And beat us three out of four games at home. Not that I'm bitter or anything. But that's not the point of this blog, the point is that Casey has followed up his solid year last year with another solid year this year. And it seems like Doug Melvin and company have been thinking long term lately with the extensions to Braun, Gallardo and Hart. Looks like Weeks should be signed soon as well, but I think it's time to consider giving Casey a 4 or 5 year deal as well. Dude is as solid as they come.
Which brings me to the above picture. I was trying to think of a parallel for Casey and chocolate cookies popped into my head. Honestly Brewers and cookies are pretty much in there 24/7 anyway so it was only natural that I write a blog combining my two passions at some point. But this is what Casey reminds me of. Just solid. Not overly great, not bad, but pretty damn good. Like a chocolate chip cookie. Nothing flashy, but when your mom packed it for lunch back in the day today you weren't disappointed. Casey's seems like the type of player that will hit .280 with between 20-25 bombs and 80-90 RBI every year. He's not going to be a Ryan Braun and bat .320 with 35 HRs and 120 RBI, but he's not going to tank either. Ryan Braun is more like Dunkaroos in that fashion. More flash. More excitement. Casey doesn't have that. But he's not tapioca pudding either. Not to mention we got him from the Cubs for free so that makes it even sweeter. It's even gotten to the point where if he has a bad game I'm just happy it's for us and not them. "Yeah Casey struck out three times, but those COULD have been the Cubs strikeouts, suck it Chicago!"
*Even I can't blame you for not watching at this point. Like I'm pretty sure Bernie Brewer is watching Jersey Shore in his clubhouse above the slide. Which by the way is one thing I want to find out before I die. What is in that clubhouse. TV? 30 different jerseys? A cabinet full of mustache wax? We need a Bernie Brewer Cribs episode STAT!
PS: Dunkaroos are EASILY the best snack of all time. And I believe they are not only tasty but a good personality test. There are two types of people. Those who evenly distributed their fudge on each cookie. And those who ate the cookies dry and ate the fudge last. You may see simple snack. I see the next Rorschach.