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Don't every change, Roy. Let me clarify what I meant. The games mean more now than they did 2017-2021. Even in 2022, the team still finished 16 GB and 4th place. Now people can actually mention playoffs without being taunted with a Jim Mora meme. As to the pace we're on, we have a lead of only 1/2 game for the division title. Last year, first place wasn't clinched until the last week of the season. I'd much rather start the playoffs from the position of division winner and so would everyone else.

Roy, There's more anxiety for sure now that they're contending and the games actually mean something.

Yep. That's something I would find a way to back up on iCloud if possible.

I'm surprised they weren't tossing around ideas how Cashman could steal him for the Yankees.

Newman kept on about how Mountcastle went yard off his old roommate Hunter Harvey. She asked Ben, so what's the protocol on this - does Mountcastle send him a fruit basket?

Billy wrote it himself. For nearly 20 years, Billy Ripken hasn't told the whole story. That is, until he revealed to me how it all went down: "I got a dozen bats in front of my locker during the 1988 season. I pulled the bats out, model R161, and noticed--because of the grain patterns--that they were too heavy. But I decided I'd use one of them, at the very least, for my batting practice bat." "Now I had to write something on the bat. At Memorial Stadium, the bat room was not too close to the clubhouse, so I wanted to write something that I could find immediately if I looked up and it was 4:44 and I had to get out there on the field a minute later and not be late. There were five big grocery carts full of bats in there and if I wrote my number 3, it could be too confusing. So I wrote 'F--k' Face on it." https://www.cnbc.com/id/28116692

Cal Sr was originally #47 the real #7

Excellent as always, Roy.

In time for Opening Day. Who would've thunk it?

A piercing thought stopped Jim Palmer in the midst of a recent conversation covering his 61 years with the Orioles. He has never traveled to Baltimore for a baseball spring without knowing Brooks Robinson would be there. Robinson, who died in September, was more than a longtime teammate and hot corner hoover who kept runs off Palmer’s pitching ledger. “It was deeper than that,” Palmer said, thinking of the countless times Robinson and his wife, Connie, nurtured Palmer’s family with their kindness and wisdom. Such melancholic moments arrive more frequently now that Palmer is 78. He doesn’t look his age or sound it when he calls games in his fourth decade as an Orioles broadcaster. But he says goodbye to more friends every year. As the Orioles prepare to celebrate 70 years in Baltimore, Palmer is the living thread that binds all eras of the club’s history. He pitched for every Orioles team that made the World Series, accepted mentoring from the men who built the team’s culture and dispensed it to the generations that followed him. He remains a vital, candid voice connecting fans to the current Orioles, who pack so much youthful promise that they remind Palmer of the great teams from his pitching heyday. https://www.baltimoresun.com/2024/03/25/orioles-70th-anniversary-jim-palmer/