I didn’t get around to the Muskbox last week because of the emotional and mental toll from ripping Milton Bradley. I could- nay, should allow myself a break from the Muskbox madness. But that wouldn’t be fair to you. Instead, you get a double shot of Muskbox with a chaser of failure. [...]
The internet is all atwitter (oh, NOW I get it, Twitter) about Starlin Castro. He makes routine plays! He hits triples! He’s never been caught stealing second base on a walk! He brought one of Ted Lilly’s victims back to life and healed Kevin Millar’s teeth! Look, I like this [...]
Well, you can tell it’s almost spring. Guzman is already hurt, I’ve already mistaken Theriot for the batboy, and Dempster and Millar are already annoying the shit out of me. I guess it’s nice to be back, but if they change this clown suits we have to wear in the spring one more [...]
I apologize for the tardiness of the Muskbox. I was under the weather yesterday and reading this week’s Muskbox could have only made matters worse. Why? Well, because it spends a significant amount of time fretting about the hurt feelings of Ryan Theriot. And that’s- That’s- Excuse me.
/runs to [...]
Oh, happy day! Today is the first official day of the rest of your 2010 Cubs season. Why are we celebrating that? I don’t know. Will this season be as difficult to watch as last season? Probably. Are our hopes at least down, meaning tickets will be easier to [...]
This week’s Muskbox has done something so amazingly meta, that it’s hard to believe it’s not on purpose. It’s a Muskbox about a blog. Now, are you ready for this? Here’s where it gets even funkier. You’re about to read another blog mock the Muskbox about being about a blog. [...]
Our latest installment of the Muskbox commits a fallacy of the undistributed middle, frets over the career of Micah Hoffpauir, and throws a wild kegger in Vinton, Iowa! Join me, won’t you, on our weekly excursion into the minds of the mentally-impaired?
This week’s Muskbox accomplishes a nearly impossible feat. It’s unprecedented. An entire Muskbox passes without a single relevant question about an actual starting player on the Major League baseball club. How is that possible? Only the Muskbox knows for sure.
I was a little worried about Carrie after last week’s Muskbox. After all her talk about Milton Bradley, I assumed he had come to life and captured her, especially when we didn’t see her at Kitty O’Shea’s Friday night. But, sure enough, the Muskbox is too dumb to even realize it is mortal.
Since “everyone” on the “staff” at HJE has managed to achieve social perfection, “we” decided to (not really) ask for the New Year’s resolutions of your favorite Cubs (including new Cub Marlon Byrd). And your least favorite Cubs. And some other people.
Monday, March 15, 2010
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