
THis man, a co-creator of Spider-Man, also helped create Superman and the Hulk.
Anybody know where I can get a goat?

Hey, I’m planning on heading out to the goat races in Phoenixville this weekend, and I’d really like to enter a goat. Anyone know where I can find one? Oh, and if you’re wondering where to go to see that other animal race this weekend, Foobooz tells you where you can get your mint julep on.
Sorry I’m late

But I stayed up watching that ulcer inducing Phillies game last night that didn’t end until after 2. A 9-2 lead almost evaporated, as the Giants cut that lead to 9-7 before Alfonseca and Myers shut them down. But this victory exposed several major problems that this team has.
1) Let’s face it, Adam Eaton is exactly what we all thought he was when we got him: a giant waste of money. He is garbage, and gets shelled every time out. An $8 million dollar waste.
2) Charlie Manuel is like George Bush: A seemingly nice guy but a terrible leader. He left Eaton in too long, then, with a two run lead in the 9th and nobody out, he had the catcher steal 2nd! What???? Ruiz was thrown out by 15 feet. It was ugly. I mean, that is beyond stupid. Charlie’s got to go. We are wasting Utley and Howard playing for a guy who should be a bench coach, not a manager.
3) Speaking of Howard, he is in serious trouble. 0-5 with 4 strikeouts which is, in all honesty, probably what my statline would have been if I had played last night. He is killing team and we need to start wondering if we should move him down in the lineup.
On the bright side, we simply are winning because of one man: Jelly Roll. Without Rollins, this team would be 7-18 right now. No kidding. He is, at this point, quite possibly the NL MVP.
PW Cover Story

Excellent cover story by Steve Volk at the Weekly. I know I’m not exactly digging deep to link to a freaking cover story, but this is good stuff. Alright, I’m heading off to Jake’s Pizza on North Broad.
Finally!

An injury did what our fearless manager couldn’t: took a remarkably worthless closer (this year) off the field. Charlie couldn’t move him because it would hurt his feelings, and Charlie wants to go down in history as the only manager in sports history to never hurt a single players feelings. So now, we will get Brett Myers as closer, which seems to make a hell of a lot more sense (if you had told me a month ago that Brett Myers as our closer made a hell of a lot of sense, I would have shaken you violently and told you to “snap out of it”.) Oh, and our prize off-season pick up, Freddie Garcia, totally stinks right now. But Howard and Utley have started hitting, so I’m hoping we’re gonna get back on track. And how many close games are we gonna lose to the freaking Braves? Geesh.
Related: Inky writer Jim Salisbury blasts Phillies for lying.
The Metro Column
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Hey, here is my belligerent take on the people who have lobbied to take music out of Rittenhouse Park. I sound like Andy Rooney.
White Boy B-Ball News

-A recent study by a couple of guys, one of them from Wharton, has come to the conclusion that white refs in the NBA don’t call as many fouls on white guys as on black guys.
-Did you know that there was a White Men Can’t Jump video game, and that it is widely considered to be one of the worst video games ever produced?
-Here is a list of the 20 funniest white boy basketball players ever.
Dear Alycia

Alycia Lane is in hot water for sending bikini photos to Rich Eisen. Listen, Alycia,you need to stop sending photos of you in a bikini to married men. You need to start sending them to single men. Like me. My email address is johnnygoodtimes@hotmail.com. I will not contact the Post when I receive said photos. Thank you.
Question of the week

This singer was born with the name Arnold Dorsey, but changed it to the name of a famous German composer and was soon afterwards known as the “King of Romance”.
Too nice for blogging
Way too nice outside to sit here and talk about the Mayor’s race or the Eagles QB situation. I’m gonna get the Ronnie Burger at the Exmore Diner, go kayaking for a little while, and then sit on my dads dock and do some reading. Did you people really think the life of leisure didn’t extend beyond Philadelphia city limits?
