Who Do VooDoo? Apparently, I Do

This will be my last post for the week, for a plethora of reasons, among them: 1) I have more important things to do (study for finals anyone?); 2) Reporters don't write sports stories on the weekend, so it's hard to find material; 3) I can't keep this pace of a new post every single day, so I think it's a good time to start the precedent of taking the weekends off. With that said, today's post...

It was brought to my attention after yesterday's post that I have mystical powers. A reader who asked to remain anonymous (it was Keith) said:

"I would like to know what kind of voodoo you are into. Two blogs ago you
wrote
about the Cubs and their pitcher Mark Prior. Later that same day
SI.com reports
Prior is out for the season after undergoing shoulder
surgery. In your last blog
you talked about Minnesota Twins outfielder Torii
Hunter, that very same day
Hunter is beamed in the mouth with a fastball
(while facing the Kansas City
Royals in fact)."

First of all, players do not get "beamed", Scotty. They get beaned. Secondly, behold my power. It is nice to know that I have the power to drop the whammy on whoever I wish, but before we start carelessly slinging the whammy around, let's try to understand my power a little bit.

First and foremost, it appears as though my powers only extend to baseball players, seeing as my first couple of posts pertained to football, and Vince Young, Brian Urlacher, and Ricky Williams are yet to appear on the side of a milk carton. This is going to be quite a useful tool, however, and I will demonstrate why.

The next post was about A-Roid, speculating that his super human start could have been caused by something else, possibly illegal. I mentioned the Yankees in that post, dated Saturday, April 21st. The Yankees have not won a game since (yay me). The next post was about the red-hot Orioles getting no love from the media. That post was dated April 22nd. The Orioles haven't won a game since (I need to know when to shut up).

On Tuesday, I reported on the prolonged ineptitude of the Chicago Cubs, mentioning by name Mark Prior. Prior was placed on the DL for the rest of the season the next day because of shoulder surgery. On Wednesday, I wrote about the situation involving Torii Hunter, and on Thursday he got clocked in the mouth by a fastball. All of these serve as evidence that I in fact have a considerable amount of power in these typing fingers, but only when it comes to baseball players and teams. Hopefully, the trend continues, because yesterday I wrote about Curt Schilling, and it'd be nice to see him have a few aches and pains, if nothing else just to bloody up some more socks.

As a firm believer in all curses, and most things supernatural, it's nice to finally give back to the curse community with one of my own. That being said, I would like to introduce my new friend who will assist me in carrying out my powers. His name is El Whammo, and he will be called upon usually twice a week to do my bidding. For the weekend, I leave you with this:

Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians, Cleveland Indians.

Have a good weekend.

Peace.

Droppin' El Whammo: Cleveland Indians