bobby witt

The Royals lock down Bobby Witt, Jr. for 11 years, and HOU says yes to Jose Altuve for another five. The arbitration scoreboard is currently tipped in the players’ direction at the halfway point, including a record-setting win for Vladdy. We wish Corey Kluber all the best in his retirement, Patti with much happier memories than those of Pottymouth. This week we look at Toronto, where Pottymouth selects Kevin Kiermaier with a really we haven’t picked him yet, and Patti highlights Davis Schnieder partly for getting to say “dirtbags” but mostly for the glove story. Happy birthday to ARI catcher and new Pottymouth pick Gabriel Moreno, and Patti’s aiming for the clouds outfielder, Alek Thomas. We discuss the comedy/tragedy possibilities with the new Netflix series following the Red Sox. Our police blotter features no work for Billy Eppler this  year for playing fast and loose  with  the IL, and teachers keep on poking at the public funding for the A’s Vegas ballpark. Mayors of both Oakland and Las Vegas gang up on A’s ownership. The Serie de Caribe set more attendance records, featured a no-hitter, lots of pod favorites on the field and in the stands, and a championship to Venezuela.

We say “my flame has been extinguished,” my polar bear no longer has bloat,” and “taking lemons and making limoncello.” Fight the man, send your game balls to Meredith, get boosted, and find us on Twitter @ncibpodcast, on Facebook @nocryinginbball, Instagram @nocryinginbball and on the Interweb at nocryinginbball.com. Please take a moment to subscribe to the show, and leave us a review on Apple Podcasts or wherever you listen to NCiB. Become a supporter at Patreon to help us keep doing what we do. Say goodnight, Pottymouth.

Christopher Morel, Spencer Torkelson, and Patti, are all too sexy for their shirts. Even if he doesn’t want them, Max keeps racking up the personal accomplishments. Kyle continues to own Nats Park, Bobby and Julio are two of a kind, Luis is all about the slam, and the 1983 WS MVP is all about Adley. Our Police Blotter is all Wander, who has been firmly placed on the NCiB’s no-fly list, while we wait for the various investigations to decide on the rest of his future. Gunnar got to choose between the cycle and his first four extra-base hit game, and he chose the team. Who then threw up their hands in disbelief that he ignored the cycle. The follow up on the cameraman Gunnar beaned hard with an errant throw is all good, even after he shared his prostate cancer diagnosis on top of the orbital bone fracture.  Lessons to be learned on what’s important in life. We crosstrain with Women’s World Cup soccer and Pottymouth decides England’s keeper is a keeper.

We say, “We’re at that point in the season where we say ‘We’re at that point in the season,” “toe to row, hoe to row, row to hoe,” and “Why not use your Mets ticket to see Shohei Ohtani?” Fight the man, send your game balls to Meredith, and find us on Twitter @ncibpodcast, on Facebook @nocryinginbball, Instagram @nocryinginbball and on the Interweb at nocryinginbball.com. Please take a moment to subscribe to the show, and leave us a review on Apple Podcasts or wherever you listen to NCiB. Become a supporter at Patreon to help us keep doing what we do. Say goodnight, Pottymouth.

Opening weekend brought us PitchCom, a couple of bench-clearing conversations, and a labor rant about MLB mobile ordering not allowing us to tip our stadium workers. Seth Beer proves our bf designation absolutely on point, plus boyfriend heroics from Teoscar Hernandez, Bobby Witt, Jr., and Juan Soto. There’s former bf joy with Nelson Cruz (if you *have* to have a DH…) and picked too soon Joey Bart, plus dominos falling with Pedro Severino.  Jazz and Rachel go full Pottymouth. Patti searches desperately for a rhyme with Buck to describe her feelings for the Bucks Showalter and Joe. We add Staten Island to our ballpark tour plans to see Kelsie Whitmore in action. 20 year old Rōki Sasaki’s perfect game leads our international baseball news. And because we can’t help it, we spend a lot of time on sock height, what “striking out the side” really means, and imposing our own rules for ballpark behavior.

We say “extra slippy,” “I can hook you up with that koozie,” and “our frickin’ Church of Baseball.”

Get boosted, fight the man, and find us on Twitter @ncibpodcast, on Facebook @nocryinginbball, Instagram @nocryinginbball and on the Interweb at nocryinginbball.com. Please take a moment to subscribe to the show, and leave us a review on Apple Podcasts or wherever you listen to NCiB. Become a supporter at Patreon to help us keep doing what we do. Say goodnight, Pottymouth.

Upon further review, Adalberto Mondesi gets the Royals boyfriend nod from Pottymouth and Patti makes another early, bold choice for ROY with Bobby Witt, Jr. For the Marlins, Pottymouth hopes for A+ with Avisaíl Garcia, and your hosts want to have a beer with the maternal grandmother of Patti’s pick, Jazz Chisolm. As the lockout continues, there’s more time to explore the economics of it all, discuss the effect on injured players, and fill that last remaining manager gig with the A’s promotion of Mark Kotsay.

Who could predict that the Staten Island Yankees would provide the bridge between the welcome news of the Pirates hiring of development coach Caitlyn Callahan, and Police Blotter coverage of the antitrust lawsuit against MLB? International baseball brings us players giving back in LIDOM, LMP showing its range from “Mujeres en el Diamante” down to a wobbly umpire, and LPBRC bringing in some favorites, along with welcoming back fans. We tease our upcoming interview with none other than the NCiB legend that is Pottymouth’s dad. We say “outfit,” “King of Staten Island,” and “naked, horizontal agreement”

Get boosted, fight the man, and find us on Twitter @ncibpodcast, on Facebook @nocryinginbball, Instagram @nocryinginbball and on the Interweb at nocryinginbball.com. Please take a moment to subscribe to the show, and leave us a review on Apple Podcasts or wherever you listen to NCiB. Become a supporter at Patreon to help us keep doing what we do. Say goodnight, Pottymouth.