> JULY 2002



July 30, 2002
Sorry Game For Ishii and Dodgers

Kazuhisa Ishii had nothing on Tuesday night. Barely able to find the strike zone, he was hit hard the few times he did actually throw a strike. More disappointing than his outing, however, was the fact that Jim Tracy didn't pull him out of the game until he had allowed EIGHT runs. Check that, it's not disappointing— it's totally fuckin' inexcusable. From his first pitch it was obvious Ishii had crappy stuff. In just two plus innings, he walked six. SIX! And Tracy leaves him in until he gives up a 2-run homer and the game is out of reach. Tracy will probably say something about wanting to "build up his confidence" or some bullshit like that, but a manager's job is to win games, not baby his millionaires. The Dodgers ended up losing 12-4, but if you prevent the Reds from getting eight early on, you never know how the game would change. On a brighter note, Paul Shuey seems to have fit in quickly, pitching a very sketchy 2/3 of an inning, allowing a run and loading the bases before departing. Schmuck.

July 28, 2002
Loss Doesn't Spoil Dodgers' Great Day

The Dodgers lost 3-1 to the Giants on Sunday, but L.A. has reason to celebrate: Terry Mulholland—and his 7.31 ERA— was traded to Cleveland. This can mean only one thing: there's a general manager out there who's dumber than Dan Evans. Mulholland will probably be used by the Indians to direct traffic outside the stadium, but nonetheless, that piece of shit is gone. For a day at least, the blues have been lifted. Along with Mulholland, the Indians received two minor league pitchers from the Dodgers, who must have entirely depleted their already-thin minor league pitching staff by now. Fuck it, though... we got rid of Mulholland. Give Cleveland the entire Double-A team if you have to. As long as Mulholland is gone, it's a good deal. What's more, the Dodgers actually got something in return. An ice cream sandwich would have been fair, but the Indians went a step further and traded reliever Paul Shuey to the Dodgers. Even though Shuey's postseason experience won't matter since the Dodgers won't make it that far, he's a decent addition to the pen.

Get packing, Terry. See you in baseball hell.

July 27, 2002
Panicked Beltre Getting His Shit Together

Whether the acquisition of Tyler Houston helps the team remains to be seen, but it does seem to have lit a fire under Adrian Beltre's ass. In the two games since Houston joined the team, Beltre is 7-for-9 with five RBIs. He's done this before, however, so let's just wait a couple games before saying he's out of his slump and declaring him the third baseman everyone thought he could be. Which brings up a point. Memo to all announcers: if a guy is 2-for-30 and hits a home run, HE'S NOT OUT OF HIS SLUMP. Memo to Fox: Sticking a mic on the 85-year-old Giants ball girl was really interesting. Maybe next time you can mic the hot dog vendor. Or even better, how about an usher's ass hole?

July 24, 2002
Second Base Nowhere to Be Found

It's small and white. It doesn't move very fast. And it's just 90 feet from first base. Yet, the Dodgers couldn't get there on Wednesday afternoon. Bobby Jones—a guy who lost nineteen games last season—completely shut the Dodgers down, not allowing anyone to reach second base. The Dodgers managed a measly five hits, and in losing 8-0, continued their rapid descent towards the NL West basement. Kaz Ishii pitched six, allowing just two runs, but as Dodger relievers do, Guillermo Mota let the game get away in the 7th. Mota faced just four batters, allowing two walks and two home runs. No pitching. No hitting. No defense. A fun team to watch.

July 23, 2002
Dodgers Go Dumpster Digging Again

A day after picking Jolbert Cabrera out of a trash can in downtown Cleveland, Dan Evans went searching through a dumpster in Milwaukee and came out with Tyler Houston. An infielder and career .267 hitter, Houston does pretty much nothing to improve the Dodgers. And as if the Dodger minor league system wasn't weak enough, Evans gave the Brewers two young pitchers in exchange for Houston. This is exactly why the Dodgers continually find themselves with a shitload of over-the-hill journeyman (Marquis Grissom, Terry Mulholland, Tom Goodwin, etc.) but a lack of talent in the minors. Is there anyone in the organization keeping an eye on all these "senior advisors" that the team hired before the season? Joey Amalfitano, Bill Bavasi, John Boles, Terry Collins... are these assholes doing ANYTHING? Probably at strip clubs in Vegas.

July 22, 2002
Padres Continue to Hurt L.A.

Odalis Perez lost for the 4th time in five starts, and the lowly Padres beat the Dodgers on Monday, 5-2. Perez continued his downhill slide since his all-star selection earlier in the month. On Monday, he not only got pounded around by a last place team, but appeared stupid as well, failing to cover first on a grounder to the right side. Dave Hansen didn't help matters, committing two errors at third. Maybe the time has come to just give up on having a third baseman. Add an extra guy in the outfield instead. Bocachica in left-center will surely do more good than Beltre or Hansen at third.

No reason to worry, however, when Dan Evans is in charge. Apparently hearing our recent demand that he pick up the phone and start making some deals, Evans acquired 29-year-old utilityloser Jolbert Cabrera from Cleveland. Sure, since the Dave Roberts thing has worked out, let's just pick up all of Cleveland's excrement. His latest fecal pick-up really stinks, though: Jolbert is batting .111.

July 21, 2002
Goodwin F's Dodgers in the Ass— Again

For the second time in three days, Tom Goodwin beat the Dodgers with a late-inning hit. After knocking home the winning run in the 12th inning on Friday, Goodwin—who is still on the Dodgers' goddamn payroll—homered off Giovanni Carrara in the 9th inning Sunday, propelling the Giants to a 6-4 win. While it would be nice to break Tom Goodwin's fucking legs considering that he has about 7 home runs in 8,000 career at-bats, let's focus on the real problem: the fact that Giovanni Carrara was still in the game. Three innings is simply too much for a mediocre reliever who pitched two innings earlier in the series. Why was he left in? Simple answer: You've got two old pieces of crap clogging the goddamn roster. Until they're released, you're going to have three guys who are overworked. Hey Dan Evans, time to wake up. Put on your bunny slippers. Pick up the phone. Make some friggin' calls.

July 20, 2002
Big Surprise: Total Collapse

DodgerBlues.com is out of commission for 10 days, and look what happens. Ten days, nine losses. Beautiful. FINALLY, the Dodgers that we all know and love. FINALLY, the piece of shit team that we all thought they were. FINALLY, Dan Evans and Jim Tracy are sweating. And FINALLY, we have something worth talking about on this website.

On Friday night against San Francisco, it got pretty sad. With the score tied 2-2 in the 11th, Eric Karros led off with a triple—one of the funniest things in baseball to watch. Not funny, however, when the Dodgers blow the opportunity. Then, as it always seems to happen, a former Dodger burned them. Tom Goodwin—PIECE OF CRAP TOM GOODWIN—singled home the go-ahead run for the Giants in the 12th, and they hung on to win, 3-2. With Friday's loss, the Dodgers are in 3rd place. Look out Colorado, here we come.

July 10, 2002
DodgerBlues.com on Vacation

The bad news: this ship is steered solo, and I'm taking off for 10 days. The good news: Terry Mulholland can suck all he wants the next week and a half, and this web site won't bash the hell out of him. Thankfully, however, the message board will always be up. Please make me proud.

DB will be updated again on July 21st. Until then, may all the Dodger starters go eight, and may Eric Gagne's hat not be confiscated by the Center for Disease Control.
Peace.

July 7, 2002
Looking for Relief at the Break

After a suprising first-half run, the Dodgers wrapped things up on Sunday with a 12-6 loss to the Cardinals. After coming back from an early four run deficit to take the lead in the 3rd, Omar Daal—and two Dodger relievers— let the game slip away. For the second night in a row, Giovanni Carrara allowed a home run to the first batter he faced, and it's becoming pretty clear that he just simply blows. Speaking of poo, Terry Mulholland allowed three runs in two innings, and raised his ERA to 9.13. It's FAR too late in the season to have an ERA even close to that. If you can't even bring him in to eat up innings in a blowout, he's completely fucking useless. The fact that he's still taking up a spot on the roster is insane. It's not even worth taking the time to discuss Omar Daal, who gave up eight runs in just over three innings. With the exception of a fluke year in '99, Daal has ALWAYS sucked. Why should anyone be surprised when he gets lit up for eight runs in three innings?

So at the break, the West looks like this: Dodgers lead Arizona by 2.5 and San Francisco by 4.5. Can the Dodgers keep it up? Well, it'll make this web site a hell of a lot more legitimate if they don't.

July 4, 2002
Things Looking Ugly for Dodgers

For the second time in a week the Dodgers have lost two in a row, and things are beginning to look ugly. Well, not quite as ugly as Rosie, but scary nonetheless. While the team's problem on Wednesday in Arizona was getting guys on base, their difficulty Thursday in St. Louis was scoring them. Despite eleven hits, the Dodgers left nine guys on base, including the tying run on third base in the ninth. By the way, will someone please show Ishii where home plate is? And the barber shop.

Lead over Arizona: a game and a half.

July 3, 2002
Dodgers Blow It and Don't Sweep

Apparently the Dodgers left their brooms with Jim Tracy's wife. Having a chance to sweep the Diamondbacks in their home park, the Dodgers instead blew an eighth inning lead and lost 5-3. After scoring three runs early, the Dodgers managed only two hits over the final six innings, and Eric Gagne blew his second save. Fucking Diamondback fans. May they all be pricked in the face by flying cacti. And may Craig Counsell be struck by lightning the next time he stands at the plate and twists around like a goddamn retard.