Baseball Toaster was unplugged on February 4, 2009.
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All good things come to an end. So too is this blog. You can judge for yourself whether or not the second sentence is a subset of the first.
It's been a lot of fun writing here with my small, but strangely devoted readership. I want to thank Ken and Jon for giving me the opportunity to write here and share with people what was on my mind. And surprisingly, few people ran in fear once they found what was inside.
The Cycle Patrol Office in Thief River Falls, Minnesota has been disbanded and its six employees were laid off. The catcher's interference alarm will ring only in my head (or that could be intermittent tinnitus.) When teams become mathematically eliminated from playoff contention in the 2009 season, you can come up with your own pithy metaphor for death.
I'll still be complaining about Russ Ortiz, Notre Dame, and the New York Times' irritating use of extraneous periods. It's just that most of you won't hear it. If you're looking for baseball news, I would suggest you bookmark ShysterBall. It's where I get my news from and Craig Calcaterra is a great and funny writer. And he is just as likely to drop in a Roman Hruska reference as me.
It was an honor to be associated with writers as good as those who were here. I'll leave the longer goodbyes to others.
Thanks for the great stuff, see you over at the new DT (and on Facebook), and let us know if you start a new Griddle v2.0 somewhere else.
You mean Nixon? Or were you talking about Dusty Baker?
I suppose here are commercial reasons. But I would feel better with a Toaster and Griddle backup. If this is not practical I hope there is a way to hear Timmermann soon and actually continuously.
You have got to be kidding me!
Find a way to make it work!
I'm pissed.
Goodbye, Griddle. Whenever I make pancakes, I will think of you.
I'm PO'ed my self. how dare you Bob!
This has all of a sudden become a sad day.
I'll feel better about all of this if you admit that you're simply going underground on a mission to destroy what's left of Cleveland.
How did you know when you'd stopped blogging?
I think I've stopped, but I'm never quite sure.
I would keep the door open. You never know.
Anyway, I hope to keep running into your sage observations and the rest of them as well on DT.
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Granted, the appeal is somewhat regional.
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I'm gonna miss this place.
Thanks for all the "stuff", Bob.
Thanks Bob - simply thanks.
And now I'm gone to Catcher's Interference in my mind....
I really appreciate all the knowledge that I didn't need to know that I learned here.
Bear Timmermann, like a soldier, to the stage;
For he was likely, had he been put on,
To have proved most royally: and, for his passage,
The Nancy Bea music and the rites of the ravine
Speak loudly for him.
Take up the fans: such a sight as this
Becomes the field, but here shows much amiss.
Go, bid the catchers interfere
The rest is silence….
I'm encouraged by your example to know that sports dialogue isn't necessarily dominated by ignorant blowhards like Cowherd, Plaschke, ad nauseaum.
Griddle was the fine, if sometimes odd B-side to the Dodgers Thoughts A-side. Your decision to give it up saddens me.
Thanks for a lot of cool stuff.
Thanks for everything. The Griddle will be missed. I knew this would happen once Shimmin got sidebar status.
But I guess no one has placed when the photograph at the top was taken?
Every Griddle-lover should chip in and get
Bob a blogspot blog.
What's that? They're FREE? Well then. Bob? Bob? Bueller!
Seriously, I'll miss the Griddle a lot.
Isn't that from game 6 in 2002?
Indeed, just a few minutes away from the happiest 20 minutes of my life.
Tears in the rain .
Fabulous work Bob. Many fond memories.
You can keep the ball, Russ.
Bob, it somehow seems appropriate to find out you're retiring on the day I get the new "Car Talk Puzzler" in my inbox, and the question is: What are the 5 ways a batter can reach first base without swinging the bat?
If it wasn't for you, I would never have the fifth of the five: catcher's interference. You will be sorely missed.
What he said.
Recently caught some of the 2002 WS awesomeness over @ MLB channel. That was just one of many great moments.
The web may institutionalize certain forms of callousness, but here I found that because something wasn't obvious didn't mean that it wasn't very much appreciated.
Especially here.
So long Bob.
Good luck, and thanks for the Griddle. It was great while it lasted.
Then at least say never say never.
Thanks for the first course.
I guess this means the Phillies wear the yellow jersey for eternity.
I hope you'll at least be guest posting at LATDT.
(Making toast on a griddle always seemed weird to me. Deep-frying your bread, now THAT'S toast!)
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