Rob Dibble and Ray Knight go at it

Hat tip to Can’t Stop the Bleeding for this video of the MASN studio analyst (and former Met) getting in a tiff with the MASN in-game analyst (and current jackass).

I probably catch about as many Nats broadcasts as any other non-Mets big-league team, but for some reason, it feels like I see three times as many. I think that has something to do with Dibble’s behavior, which vacillates between buffoonish, pompous and just plain old goony. He makes Mark Grace look like Vin Scully.

To Dibble’s credit, I’m pretty sure I once saw him throw at a batter and charge the plate. Also, one of the CStB commenters points out, “He’s like Kenny Powers except completely unlikeable in every aspect.”

That’s a pretty good call, and until now I had never realized how much they actually sound alike. Add a tiny bit of southern twang to Dibble’s jockish growl and you’ve got Kenny Powers, spot-on.

Things we know about R.A. Dickey

Before last night’s game, R.A. Dickey was on a clubhouse computer looking up statistics about the Tigers. After the number he did on Detroit last night, people may be looking up his stats today.

– Roger Rubin, N.Y. Daily News.

I don’t have a link to Rubin’s recap as it has since been replaced by a later version. I transcribed it from the print edition.

So R.A. Dickey looks up stats on a computer before Mets games. Cool. Me too.

I imagine that’s not terribly unusual for a Major League pitcher preparing to face a team he’s never seen before, but then R.A. Dickey has demonstrated a capacity to surprise Mets fans again and again. Maybe he was looking up his own impressive WAR total. Maybe R.A. Dickey is a nerd like the rest of us.

Basically everything we know about R.A. Dickey is awesome. To boot:

He reads: Kevin Burkhardt told Mets fans of Dickey’s pre-game ritual of laying around and reading, and Dickey later told Marty Noble that he stresses the power of the written word with his children and urges them to think critically about literature. Check it out:

“There’s no testing, but I do want to know about their comprehension and what they retain … want them to see beneath the surface, to understand the human condition.”

R.A. Dickey wants his children to understand the human condition. The man sets lofty goals.

He goes by “R.A.”: Not because he’s preventing underage Ruben Tejada from bringing beer back to his dorm room, but because his name is “Robert Alan.” But this is no Bob or Robby Dickey. He’s the R.A., a name that conjures a form of mild authority. Also, it is a rare type that can pull off going by his initials when the initials do not include the letter J. Think about it: You know some J.J.s and T.J.s and J.P.s and maybe a P.J. or two. But R.A.? Unique.

He has a sweet beard: He does.

He looks a tiny bit like Will Ferrell: Also awesome.

He has no ulnar collateral ligament: And yet he can still throw a fastball in the mid-80s and a knuckleball that touches 80. R.A. Dickey is an actual freak of nature. Plus, you can’t tear something that doesn’t exist.

He dominates: In his first seven starts with the Mets, Dickey is 6-0 with a 2.33 ERA. His 2.50 K:BB ratio is impressive for a knuckleballer, and he has induced a 53.2% groundball rate. Smart money says Dickey probably won’t always be this good, but it’s difficult to guess just where his true talent level lies. Dickey has demonstrated reasonably steady improvement since taking up the knuckleball full time a half-decade ago, so there’s reason to expect he’ll continue to outpitch his historical norms.

He makes a hilarious face when he pitches: In conversation, a few of my friends have mentioned “that picture everyone keeps using of R.A. Dickey.” You know the one I’m talking about, right? Where’s he’s got his arm extended and his mouth wide open so it looks like he’s roaring like a lion?

Yeah, that’s not any one particular picture of R.A. Dickey. Look closer at “that picture” the next couple of times you see it. Notice that his uniform keeps changing, even though the rest of him keeps staying the same? The A.P. photo wire has like 30 pictures of R.A. Dickey making that face for at least three different teams. He’s yelling “R.A.” phonetically, like “RAAHHHH!”

Also, R.A. Dickey’s initials spell “Rad.”

So in conclusion, knuckleballers are awesome, and R.A. Dickey is a particularly awesome knuckleballer. Please direct all questions to your resident advisor.

Even in retirement, Moises Alou still getting hurt all the time

This redesign thing isn’t going as smoothly as I would have hoped, though it’s going about as smoothly as I would have predicted. I appreciate the feedback I’ve seen but bear in mind that we’re still adjusting lots of stuff.

Anyway, the AP wire pushed out this photo of Moises Alou at Citi Field yesterday. No word on why he’s wearing a cast, other than that, you know, he’s still Moises Alou.

Tommy Hanson mmmbopped by White Sox

I may have jinxed Tommy Hanson last week by writing about his outstanding numbers through 35 career starts, because his 36th outing was a disaster last night.

He allowed a career-high nine runs on 13 hits against the White Sox and failed to record a strikeout for the first time as his ERA ballooned from 3.38 to 4.13.

Aaron Gleeman, HardballTalk.

Well, yeah, the rough outing came in the first start after Gleeman sang Hanson’s praises, but it also came just one start after it was revealed here (and, for a short while, on his Wikipedia page) that the Tulsa-born Hanson is the first cousin of Ike, Taylor and Zac Hanson of the effervescent Oklahoman pop-rock trio Hanson.

Since Hanson was likely preparing for the Rays last Wednesday and not surfing the Internet, it is reasonable to assume that last night’s start was his first since he realized his shocking secret was uncovered.

DC’s meathead fashion show continues as David Segui takes to the runway

The grand jury investigating Roger Clemens for perjury has already seen such delightful fashion choices as Brian McNamee’s bold mullet-with-sponsored-tie look and Jose Canseco’s daring bedazzled sportcoat.

David Segui went for a more conservative number, just a white button down and some khaki shorts, but he livened up his look with his accessories: a porkpie hat, terminator sunglasses and a manbag.

From the Daily News:

Euroball

I like this one. Talking to Sand Gnats’ German catcher Kai Gronauer, with a little bit of context up top: