Hola. ¿Qué tal? So it wasn’t just me and mi amigo. Something did not seem right to some of us and other people about the 2014
World US Series held the past two weeks in Kansas City and in San Francisco (which is hardly the world!).
For the benefit of the international readers, there’s a baseball competition held annually in The Cesspool (meaning the US/Los Estados Unidos) involving corporate baseball teams from the US and on the odd occasion from Canada. Toronto was allowed to win in 1992/3. Other than that, the teams are all from The Cesspool/the US. So why the fuck is it called “The World Series?”
Yes, unfortunately this event is misnamed “The World Series.” When will they change the name of this competition to accurately reflect what it is: the US Series? And as any fool knows, even though the arrogant bully (the US) has an enormous head/ego and thinks it has to go around policing the world, the US is not the world by any definition. It just erroneously thinks it is.
I couldn’t care less about overpaid million dollar plus corporate sports teams so I don’t usually follow this stuff. But when I hear some lunatics screaming at high decibel levels at their television set, I’ve learned to go look at the score for the local corporate sports team (whose players don’t even live in San Francisco, they just have the “San Francisco” name attached to them).
With the local corporate baseball sports team, I’ve noticed that overall (meaning the entire season) they lose about half of the games they play. Some people are asking: Why is a team with a record like that anything to gush and cheer over? If this were in any other field (line of work), someone who loses half of the time would be fired or dismissed and not celebrated as “world champions.”
Well, mi amigo talked with his Mamá today and surprisingly she said that many of her friends said that the
World US Series seemed staged to them. It was very interesting that she said that because it did to us too, what little attention we gave to it. We didn’t watch it. For example, how can a team score 10 points one night and then score no points the next night? WTF? Then the night after that they are only one point ahead of the opposing team (3-2) and declared “the champions.” That really seems odd.
Mamá said she thought the outcome was strange because the scores ended up being so opposite on days and they kept flipping back and forth and ended up being a so-called “nail biter,” as if it were planned that way. As she said: The US series was very hyped. Locally on message forums, some people wrote that they’ve noticed a pattern in that the local team has to (or does) win every-other-year. Is there something going on with that?
But as predicted, the sheeple seem to fall for it every year and they wear the team’s clothing they’ve dutifully bought—which gives even more dinero to the wealthy corporate owner$—showing they support the local corporate sports team, and that they are part of the Sports Cult.
Locally, many people in San Francisco had already gone insane over this nonsense and just continued to express their insanity in their mindless support for the local team by partly destroying the city after the
World US Series ended.
So was this thing staged/rigged? Since there is lots of dinero/money involved, put nothing past them. Chau.—el barrio rosa
Note: I will not allow any cheering for any corporate sports team in the comments, (such as that “Go team go” nonsense.)
UPDATE: I was on another local website earlier and they wrote about the parade for the local corporate sports team who won the US Series. The parade will go from Embarcadero to Civic Center. There’s also supposed to be rain today. And they mentioned the monthly Critical Mass bicycle ride which is tonight. I thought: Why did you have to bring that up? All that will do is to give the right-wing trolls something to hate on, which it did. They’re predictable. There seemed to be more comments hating on cyclists and Critical Mass than comments about the sports team. For decades, the right-wing have been whining and moaning about Critical Mass. For those who don’t know, Critical Mass lasts for about 4 hours roughly on the last Viernes/Friday a month, and the time it takes for all the cyclists to pass through an intersection is about the length of a long stop light. Of course these self-entitled whining motorists wouldn’t be foaming at the mouth if they were having to wait for other motorists to pass through the intersections. No, it’s just the cyclists they have a problem with and hate on. These pathetic fuckers sitting in their big-assed pretentious SUVs can’t even handle cyclists being in the streets riding their bikes through the streets of San Francisco for the time period of (at the most) 4 hours for the monthly event called Critical Mass? Chau.—el barrio rosa