Beyond my passion for penning near-readable blog posts, I enjoy the finer things in life Ã¢â‚¬â€œ baseball, insufferable puns and poorly crafted Photoshop renderings. YouÃ¢â‚¬â„¢re cordially invited to indulge in the infusion of all of those things each and every Friday. So come in, and enjoy a private gallery viewing on this most glorious Photoshop Friday.
Between trying to regularly post on a Brewers blog I co-founded with my friends, getting paid in fleeces to pen a weekly baseball column for a network of Wisconsin sports blogs, keeping my B&C section fresh and also working full-time, I often run out of gas by week’s end. Thus, I don’t always have the time or willingness to commit to three dazzling Photoshop documents each week. But where this week’s edition lacks in quantity, I hope its quality leads to forgiveness.
“Milton Bradley: It was Only a Matter of Time” - I knew I’d eventually get to Milton Bradley if this feature lasted long enough. In retrospect, I realize his suspension, his odd decision to appeal the suspension when he was hurt and unable to play anyway, and his refusal to speak to the Chicago media may have been better times to break this one out. But consider this a reminder of Bradley’s existence until yet another irrational, angry action reintroduces him to the public eye.
I imagine this to be the far away locale where Milton’s mind travels to while he’s serving suspensions or recovering from his most frequent freak out. Here is a place he cannot be touched by the stressful demands of his profession, a place where the only hopes that crumble are the hopes of a tall Jenga tower, a place where the only sacrifice bunts are in the form of bunt cakes from the Easy Bake Oven that are given to a friend. This is a happy place – a place that accepts Milton for who he is… kind of a dickhead lunatic.
And, yes, some of those games are Parker Brothers, but they and Milton Bradley Company were taken over by Hasbro… so get over it.