Tomorrow morning sees Fan Fest over at Chase Field. Looking forward to the event, and it seems as if Mrs. SnakePit will be accompanying me, having recovered from a nasty brush with the flu, It also took out Snakepit Jr. last weekend, and knocked down my supervisor at work on Wednesday. Between the job and home, I feel like I am pretty much dodging virus-laden bullets on a 24-hour basis, and it's only a matter of time until I succumb. I feel a throbbing behind my eyes - let's hope that's psychosomatic, and I can just get through the weekend, shall we? For there's nothing worse than being sick on your own time. I think what triggered Chris's recover was finding out our lucha libre show at The Sets on Sunday made the cover of Get Out magazine. Since then, she has been walking round like a (slightly-ill) peacock.
Anyway, the Fan Fest should be fun, and we plan to get there a little earlier than we did last year. Curiously, none of the four players we met last year will be present: Hernandez and Valverde are no longer with the team, while Webb and Peña are not apparently going to attend this year. Indeed, quite a poor turnout on the pitching side; Owings is the only starter on the list and none of the new Four Horsemen are scheduled to appear either. Eric Byrnes is also missing, but most of the position players, save Chris Burke, should be present. Hard to say who will be our top targets; Pwnings perhaps, Jackson and Upton, maybe Scherzer.
Looking at the map for Saturday's event, it seems there will be rather more of it going on inside the ballpark that last year. The autograph sessions are all inside, and they are also having photo sessions too. If my memory serves me right, I think this shift indoors returns to what they used to do, back in the previous incarnation of the Fan Fest. That was way back in 1999 or 2000; I remember congratulating Brian Anderson on a good outing against the Rockies, and getting Kim's autograph. Neither of which helps me pin down the year exactly. Somewhere in a closet, I still have the signed media guide from that day. Anyway, full report on Fan Fest 2008 to show up over the weekend. Probably while I lurk in the corner at The Sets on Sunday, trying not to look too white. :-) ¿Dónde está la biblioteca?
Which is pretty much a seamless transition - or as close as you're going to get here - to the Caribbean World Series, where Tigres del Licey beat Aguilas Cibaena 8-2 to win its 10th Caribbean title. The significance for the Diamondbacks is that Emilio Bonifacio plays for the Tigres. He went 2-for-4 with two runs and an RBI in the final game, and was 6-for-24 overall, with five runs and a pair of doubles. If you've got ESPN Deportes, they've got a highlight package of the tournament, which is being shown this Sunday, at noon Arizona time. Mrs. SnakePit will be kept on standby for a simultaneous translation.
Bonifacio played some outfield for Licey, in particular, left-field. I can see the appeal of giving full rein to his tremendous speed, but I've not seen anything in his offense to suggest he has outfield potential. He has only eleven homers in 2176 minor-league at-bats, with an OPS below .700. However, he won't turn 23 until after Opening Day, so has time to develop further. He certainly seems a candidate to fill that pesky leadoff spot. It's been a question-mark for the past two seasons, with no-one reaching even ninety games in the #1 slot. Craig Counsell was the last full-time occupant of the position.
The Hardball Times are bringing out their 2008 season previous, and I urge you all to go buy a copy. For some reason, they asked me to do the Diamondbacks' preview, but you've got previews from 29 other, perfectly good writers, who are likely closer to the high standard you've come to expect from their site. I fully intend to use the wisdom it contains to crush you all in the upcoming SnakePit Fantasy League, oh yes. My 19th place finish last season, was merely part of a cunning plan to lull you into a sense of false security. Bwah-hah-hah. Er, sorry, got confused and starting writing in the style of my other blog, http://eviloverlord.blogspot.com. :-) Here's a few links with more info:
- Intro and writer's list - hey, look, Roxgirl is covering the Rockies!
- Golden nuggets of info - Prince Fielder is more likely to pass Bonds' HR total than A-Rod
- Sample pages - the first page of the team essay, hitter comments and pitcher comments for the Red Sox.
Looks like we might be getting to see more of our patron saint St. Penelope of the Cross in the coming year - if you know what I mean, and I think you do. The NY Post reports as follows:
The film tells the story of a painter who enters a relationship with two American tourists, but conflict begins with the painter's jealous ex-girlfriend. Going by the previous paragraph, this must be a new definition of "conflict", of which I was previously not aware. Doesn't really seem like Woody Allen's kind of stuff, does it? I'm somewhat torn here. Part of me regard this as a blasphemous portrayal of a holy figure; part of me has this already tagged as the Best Film of 2008, and the rest of the cinematic world might as well go home now.
And with that, I'm going to try and stave off the impending biological apocalypse, brewing in my sinuses. If you see a shivering figure being pushed around the Fan Fest tomorrow in a wheelchair, that'll be me...