Have any of you frequented the Firehouse Tavern on Joppa Road in Carney or Parkville (I've seen it listed as both)? I'm supposed to drop by tonight for a roundtable discussion.
Funny how the tables are never round at these functions.
Feel free to recommend something on the menu. I plan to eat, which shouldn't exactly come as shocking news.
If the first topic is how much I care about the National League Championship Series, I'll respond with how I watched two pitches from last night's Game 1. I just can't get excited about the Diamondbacks and Rockies. And I'm guessing the average fan couldn't have named three players on either team before the playoffs.
Each time I see Clint Hurdle in the Rockies' dugout, I'm reminded of his face appearing on the cover of Sports Illustrated as a rookie in 1978, the headline touting him as a can't-miss phenom after the Royals made him the ninth overall pick in the '75 draft. He never lived up to expectations, batting .259 with 32 homers and playing his final game, with the Mets, on June 26, 1987.
Hurdle is 442-509 as the Rockies' manager. He's been on the brink of being fired more than once. Now he's inching closer to the World Series. Go figure.
Though I fully expected Mike Flanagan to attend the organizational meetings, I also recognized how uncomfortable the situation would have been, given that his responsibilities haven't been outlined for him. Will he even hold the same title? Is he being reassigned within the organization? That appears to be the case.
It seems as though he has a job if he wants it, but doing what? Maybe it's time for the Orioles to figure it out and let him know.