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The Savannah Bananas Must Be Stopped
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What’s the deal with these guys?
My first introduction to the Savannah Bananas baseball team was a video served to me on Elon’s algorithm that showed a seemingly normal group of baseball players in all-yellow uniforms breaking out into a choreographed dance routine that included gratuitous hip thrusting and ass shaking. Grown men on a baseball field.
I didn’t quite understand what I was watching at first. Was it a movie clip from a Matt Stone and Trey Parker joint or an actual baseball team air grinding in unison in the middle of a real minor league baseball game? It was neither. Baseball’s version of the Harlem Globetrotters was a foreign concept to me and it took me a minute to realize what they were going for.
Look at the umpire shaking his shit, too!
Unlike basketball, there are only so many trick shots and awe-inspiring plays you can pull off in the game of baseball to bring the crowd to its feet, so they fill time with endless gimmicks, untraditional rules (fans catching foul balls counting as outs is kind of fun), funky outfits, and dancing. A lot of dancing.
I can understand former college baseball players and minor league castoffs wanting to hang onto the game they love and keep putting that uniform on as long as they can, leading them to the traveling novelty act that is the Bananas, because at least it does include some real baseball. Not like this, though.
When the next and final stage of your baseball career includes playing a sleeveless team that calls themselves the Party Animals, two-minute walkout routines, and a ninja umpire at first base, is it worth it? Is it? You feel good about what you’re doing?
Ha, a dude on stilts. That’s zany as hell. The strike zone is huge! Hard to run to first base, though, isn’t it?!
Listen, they’re selling out pretty large stadiums and it seems people are having a good time at these “games,” so it’s hard to hate on them too much. If you enjoy them, by all means, keep at it. People know I’m a baseball guy. I wouldn’t call myself a baseball purist, but it’s a beautiful game and things seem to be going just fine without this circus act. Especially after implementing the pitch clock.
I’m just not sure we needed this. Dude Perfect is proof that there’s a big market for trick shots amongst the youngsters, but don’t wackify my baseball. Leave that to the unserious sports. Go parody pickle ball or badminton.
My opinion about the Bananas falls somewhere between “ah, let the guys have some fun” and this guy:
81,000 tickets sold and a left field line that’s 15 feet shorter than the one my 10-year-old plays on. I mean, good for them.
But they must be stopped.
The NYC Tex-Mex Scene With Kayce Smith
On Wednesday’s Circling Back, we were joined by Kayce Smith of Barstool Sports to talk Office Manager Brett, being a fan of Texas A&M, Austin's Tex-Mex scene, toddler parenting, and more. Also, Dave's still got it and This Weekend in Fun.
(0:00) Fun & Easy Banter
(13:15) An Interview with Barstool’s Kayce Smith
(1:05:15) Dave's Still Got It
(1:14:20) New Golden Bachelor
(1:22:25) This Weekend in Fun
What I’m Cooking, Drinking, And Watching This Weekend
by Dave
What I’m Cooking
On Wednesday’s episode of Circling Back, I lamented the fact that I haven’t taken the cover off the grill in a few weeks. Hell, it might be longer than that. It sure looks like I wasted the pinnacle of Austin, Texas spring weather, because we are officially damp down here. A quick gander at the five-day tells me that this moisture isn’t going anywhere anytime soon. Yes, we do, in fact, need it, but you know what else we need? Big chunks of my day devoted to carefully patting down every inch of a slab of beef before I throw it on a pellet smoker for hours. And then my favorite part: taking pictures and sending it to a group chat where there’s at least one guy who mocks anyone who doesn’t use a traditional offset smoker for being soft. If not needing to worry about my meat being cooked at the perfect temperature is soft, consider me Timothée Charminet. Guilty as charged with the softness!
So if it’s a washout, we’ll probably treat ourselves to a couple medium rare filets cooked to perfection in the cast iron skillet. Don’t wash it!
What I’m Drinking
To prepare for this, I took a minute and did an inventory of my current fridge beer situation. A Paradox IPA and dos (two) Modelo Especial. The IPA is the only one of its kind that I’ve ever enjoyed, so I’m saving it for a semi-special occasion. Maybe a Stars round one playoff victory that doesn’t end after midnight. The boys are buzzing! As for my friends south of the border, those have Saturday afternoon written all over them. I’m not above making my oldest sit down on the couch to hear me explain the Zurich format until he respects the concept of team golf. It’s been a while since I’ve loitered around Total Wine. Maybe I’ll make an appearance to grab some Stripes and a reasonably priced bottle of red.
What I’m Watching
I’ve had Warfare on my list for the last week, but it’s currently only showing in theatres. This appeals to me. I’m good for two or three solo trips to the big screen each year, and I’ve logged zero in 2025. The reviews have been good as have the clips making their way onto my timeline. I loosely know the story it’s based on, so I’m expecting it to be extremely heavy. Alamo Drafthouse doesn’t always lend itself to a heavy movie given that you’ll more than likely have a dude demolishing multiple flatbread pizzas next to you, but I think that’s my only choice. I can’t eat anything more than a snack or an app in a movie theatre. My move is to get there early enough to get food before the previews start. I eat way too quickly, so I can knock out whatever chicken finger basket they bring my way before main event.
Back home, I’m one behind on Righteous Gemstones. I’m on record stating that it’s the best comedy of the last decade, which means it’s inexcusable for me not to be current with it. I’m also not current on The Last Of Us, but yes, I know what to expect. I didn’t play the game, but I was oddly comfortable reading spoilers on Twitter after season one. My plan is to watch each episode and cut it with a Gemstones, so I don’t have to be a shell of myself going into next week. These 8:40 central puck drops are already taking a toll on me. Stars in 5. I need this.
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