Pitching Mechanics 101

Constructing an efficient, injury-reducing pitching motion isn’t so much about figuring out what you’re doing right as about figuring out what you’re doing wrong. There are many, many ways to throw without putting undue stress on your arm, and there are many, many ways to throw in such a way that you’re likely to get injured. All credit to Driveline Mechanics for teaching me everything I know about this stuff.

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Hump Day Hottie: Sidney Ponson

The Royals gave me a very happy St. Patrick’s Day by signing Sir Sidney Ponson (yes, Sir! He was knighted in his native Aruba). They were impressed with his showing for the Netherlands in the World Baseball Classic, and might now be putting him in the KC Opening Day rotation.Yes, please.

Grrr, baby!

Grrr, baby!

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Merry Christmas or other applicable happy day

If you don’t celebrate Christmas, don’t sweat it. You can still enjoy this post. If you do celebrate Christmas, have a merry one!

Earlier this year, our little site celebrated its 1000th post by highlighting each of our favorite hotties. Now, in the spirit of the holidays, it’s time for our hotties to give back. Do your eyeballs a favor and enjoy the Ladies…’ stocking stuffers after the jump.
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I am not, nor have I ever been, a cowgirl.

Hello all! Thanks for the welcoming comments in the previous post. I’m going to be blogging as “Games Mistress” here — ’cause there’s never a bad time to use a vaguely British sounding pseudonym.

Since I moved to New York, I’ve noticed one of the first things I get asked when I meet someone new is “Where are you from?”

“Oklahoma,” I say.

“Oh. I’ve never been there,” the new person says, most of the time. Then, sometimes, I get the follow up question: “They have like, cowboys and stuff there, right?”

OK. Since I’m new here, and we’re all just getting to know each other, I’m going to save you all the trouble of asking. Yes, they have cowboys in Oklahoma. No, we are not all cowboys. I don’t know anything about riding or rodeos or any really cute World Champion Bull Riders like Wesley Silcox:

Wesley Silcox

Wesley Silcox

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A journey in pictures: Kansas City!

After a sweep of the Colorado Rockies, my Kansas City Royals are no longer in last place in the AL Central. (That honor belongs to Cleveland. Here are the standings.) My parents wanted to go to this series, and invited me along. How could I say no? So my camera and I went along to the City of Kansas (and Missouri).

Nowhere else I\'d rather be!!

Seriously, Tuesday was a PERFECT baseball day in KC. I even got to meet some of our readers!

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Coping with the pain…with cookies!

Sometimes, when I get really really steamed, I can think of only one way to sort through my anger: Bake cookies. Some recipes are better than others for dealing with different types of annoyance, and since I’ve had plenty of opportunities to explore those, I’ll show you the delicious peanut buttery way:

Truer words have never been spoken

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We’re This Many! The Ladies… Turn One.

One year ago, a group of female Deadspinners got together and built a website that would forever alter the sportswriting landscape. Some delusions of grandeur, but whatevs.

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Artwork, as always, by the one, the only, the incomparable Lady J-Money, who credits our success to the quality of our ingredients.

When we last saw our heroines, we were raising glasses to six months of this contraption. Since then….where to start? We got out of the house a little, and brought a few friends along for the ride. We stirred up a couple hornets’ nests and got our knees dirty. We launched a blatant homerism lovefest and let lust rule our fantasy drafts. We went undercover with the Mets and the Mitchell Report and got inside with the Tigers. We turned back time and had ourselves a total eclipse of the heart. We pledged our hearts to the World Series, and just about killed ourselves trying to get there, and just about GOT ourselves killed once we were…but that all worked out just fine, didn’t it? We got down and dirty with the history of Rock and championed the little guys. We came heroically close to covering every single bowl game. We said fond farewells to a fine crop of college boys, and found new targets for next year.

And the snacks. Oh, TSW’s snacky goodness. The legendary Buffalo Chicken Dip. The homemade corn dogs. The 9-Layer Ranchero Dip, K2 of snack foods. Pork with more pork. The genesis of our quiche obsession. The other Ladies got into the act, to the tune of Pudding Shots, Beer Bread, Cheese Straws, and a variety of meats and cheeses.

We celebrated (properly) the apex of football season (and then some), and marked the turning of the sports season. We got our gamble on. We gave thanks, wished on our stockings, spread holiday cheer and strove to be better fans. We found humor in the worst of times and stood up for boobs everywhere. We rassled and clawed and even screwed each other.

After the jump, some poetic and prosaic reflections on our year together.

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What Not To Wear: Los Angeles Dodgers

Dear Dodger Fandom:

I live among you now, and in an effort to assimilate myself and learn your ways, I tagged along to one of your base-ball games last week.

I was hoping things would be different, Dodger Fandom. I really want us to be friends. The problem is that most of you were dressed like this:

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Two Homers Discuss…: Phillies at Mets, 6/7/07

As you’ve probably guessed by now, Ladies… Texas Gal and Clare are quite the Phillies Phans. Unfortunately, they’re separated by 750 miles and a change of time zones. How do they remedy this problem? For what we hope will be the first in a series of Two Homers Discuss… pieces, they fire up their IM programs of choice, chat away and save the results FOR YR LOLZ AND ENJOYMENTZ.

Texas Gal: I’M TIRED OF THESE MOTHER HUBBARD METS IN THIS MOTHER HUBBARD DIVISION
Clare: HI TEX IT’S CL
Clare: CLARE
Texas Gal: WHY DON’T THEY GROW THE FUDGE UP
Texas Gal: PARDON MY FRENCH
Clare: /CHORTLE
Texas Gal: THIS IS WH
Texas Gal: THIS IS WH
Texas Gal: THIS IS WHY I’M HOT

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Mother’s Day Potpourri – Your Mom Loves Hot Athletes Too

There is nothing like our moms and the idea of a Mother’s Day post to get these Ladies started.

I could have easily re-posted the 58 emails we exchanged over the course of just one evening talking about our mothers and the relationships we have with them. We laughed, we cried, we admitted to not always being the best of daughters and that more than a few of us, *ahem*, still have not told our moms about this site. Our discussion had enough material to keep Lifetime, Sandra Bullock, and Diane Keaton in business for at least a few more years. (Nancy Meyers! Call us!)

Today for Mother’s Day, we’ve posted a series of posts for our moms and featured the athletes they find hot. Or at least cute. Or maybe know the names of. So scroll down the site and say hi to our mothers, because you know your mom probably loved this guy…

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The Hot Blogger Bracket: A call to arms. And abs.

unclesam.gif Bracket season has come and gone. The draft was ten years ago in internets time. What’s a number-crunching sports fan to do?

Never fear. The Ladies… proudly present: The 2007 Hot Blogger Bracket!

How This Will Work:

1. You have to be a guy. (Sorry, girls; for objectification of the fairer sex we direct you to the majority of our compatriots in the sidebar.)

2. You have to run or contribute substantially to a sports blog. (Exactly what constitutes “substantial” will be determined on a case-by-case basis by the Ladies…, and not open to appeals.)

3. You will submit one (1) recent photo, of you, in focus, that gives a good look at your face and any other assets you wish to emphasize, and one (1) link to a post you feel best represents your superiority as a writer.

4. The Ladies… will spend what’s sure to be a delightful few days judging your sweet asses, and come up with a field, the size of which will be a multiple of four and determined by the quantity and quality of entries.

5. We’ll post our choices in bracket form, and here’s where the real fun begins. Voting for each round will take a couple days. Cheating, shenanigans, and ballot-stuffing are encouraged, especially if they’re undertaken in a blatant and hilarious manner. We remind all entrants that we are susceptible to flattery.

6. Repeat as needed until the champion emerges, to be showered with florid prose (by us) and mocked roundly (by the losers) until next year. Given proper incentive, we may even scare up a couple prizes.

And that’s it. Please direct all submissions to ladiesdotdotdot@gmail.com. You have until 11:59 PM PDT, Friday, May 11.

Go.

*(subject to change without notice at our whim. girls are fickle. affirmed.)

March Madness with the KSK Mafia: The calm before the takedown.

id4.gif Once upon a time, we made a friendly little wager with the lads of KSK. We stumbled, sobbed incoherently, giggled hysterically, and bit our nails in a most unattractive manner for three weeks. In a juju Hail Mary, we even aligned our fortunes with Buckeye Nation.

And Basketball Jesus (there’s a separate one for basketball), in his infinite wisdom, bestowed victory on the worthier party.

And there was much rejoicing.

[I'm going to try my best to get through the rest of this post without referencing Bill Pullman's speech to the pilots in the American cinema classic Independence Day, but it is absolutely killing me. --Ed.]

Tomorrow is zero hour, where “zero” implies “vajayjay”. As agreed, the Ladies… will have the run of Kissing Suzy Kolber for one glorious day. A day of bunnies. A day of Bedazzlers. A day of kittens and puppies and rainbow sunsets and unicorns fucking in grassy fields. The KSK Mafia are doing their best to put on brave faces. Fear not, boyos. Our mission statement promises we don’t kiss nice, but we won’t leave any marks on your back that aren’t purely recreational.

Thank you Saint Jesse Owens! March Madness against the KSK Mafia

Sometimes, all you need is the box score…

1 Vesper Lynd – Holly 139  
2 Roger Moore – MMP   121
3 Jaws – UM   118
4 Honey Ryder – Texas Gal 117  
5 M – TheStarterWife 99  
6 Christmas Ape    96
6 Octopussybasket – Flubby   96
8 Kissy Suzuki – Metschick 94  
9 Jinx Johnson  – SA 90  
10 Solitaire – Andie 86  
11 Lousy 20th Amendment – CC   75
12 Sally Ann Rottencrotch – BDD   66
13 Plenty O’Toole – J-Money 57  
       
  Subtotal 682 572
  Minus lowest Ladies Score -57  
  Total 625 572

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Winning Over the Dicks – MM with the KSK Mafia – Final Countdown

Sixty-three games will be played in total in this NCAA Tournament. Sixty-three games.

And who wins and loses our bet with the KissingSuzyKolber Mafia comes down to these last three games. Sixty-three. Now three. Why even have the other sixty?

Hey Holly, no pressure here. You and Unsilent Majority are in the lead and the rest of your picks could be difference between Maxi-Pad slippers on KSK, or them peeing with the lid down over here Ladies.

First the standings, and then the breakdown of the Final Four picks.

1 Vesper Lynd – Holly 107  
2 Jaws – UM   102
3 Honey Ryder – Texas Gal 101  
4 Roger Moore – MMP   89
5 M – TheStarterWife 83  
6 Octopussybasket – Flubby   80
6 Christmas Ape    80
8 Kissy Suzuki – Metschick 78  
9 Lousy 20th Amendment – CC   75
10 Jinx Johnson  – SA 74  
11 Solitaire – Andie 70  
12 Sally Ann Rottencrotch – BDD   66
13 Plenty O’Toole – J-Money 57  
       
  Subtotal 570 492
  Minus lowest Ladies Score -57  
  Total 513 492

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Winning Over the Dicks – MM with the KSK Mafia – I forgot what 8 was for

When will I learn that the vodka tonics at Big Wangs, (served in pint glasses), always seem like they don’t have any booze in them but really do?  When will I realize that drinking while watching the Sweet Sixteen games, the Cavs-Knicks game, and the Sabers-Leafs game while talking shop with my guy pals is going to lead to sensory overload?  When will I stop trying to involve strangers in my Bryce Taylor cheers?

When will I feel comfortable with our lead? 

Honey Ryder – Texas Gal 77  
Vesper Lynd – Holly 75  
M – TheStarterWife 75  
Roger Moore – MMP   73
Jaws – UM   70
Lousy 20th Amendment – CC   67
Kissy Suzuki – Metschick 62  
Sally Ann Rottencrotch – BDD   58
Jinx Johnson  – SA 58  
Plenty O’Toole – J-Money 57  
Christmas Ape    56
Octopussybasket – Flubby   56
Solitaire *  – Andie 54  
     
     
Subtotal 458 380
Minus lowest Ladies Score -54  
Total 404 380

Read here for all the dirt on the inital bet and results of the first two rounds.

Winning Over the Dicks – MM with the KSK Mafia – Round Two

You can read about the inital bet here and check out the results of the first round, (including the mishap), here.

Ladies, I don’t know about you, but I am worried. Sure we are leading the KSK guys, but this is when brackets always go to poop. A few of us, including myself, have lost at least one of our Final Four Teams. I’ve watched enough basketball this weekend to question every single choice I have ever made. (Including my then high school crush on then Pitt superstar Sean Miller to now Xavier coach Sean Miller.) I just do not feel confident.

Ladies… What have we gotten ourselves into?

1 M – TheStarterWife 51  
2 Honey Ryder – Texas Girl 49  
2 Roger Moore MMP – MMP   49
4 Vesper Lynd – Holly 47  
4 Lousy 20th Amendment – CC   47
6 Jaws – UM    46
7 Sally Ann Rottencrotch – BBD   42
7 Kissy Suzuki – Metschick 42  
7 Jinx Johnson – SA 42  
10 Plenty O’Toole – J-Money 41  
11 Christmas Ape    40
12 Solitaire  – Andie 38  
13 Octopussybasket – flubby   32
       
  Subtotal 310 256
  Minus lowest Ladies Score -38  
  Total 272 256

Winning Over the Dicks – MM with the KSK Mafia – Round One – ‘Mistakes Were Made’

First round results of the Ladies… v. KissingSuzyKolber pool 

1 Vesper Lynd – Holly 27  
1 M – TheStarterWife 27  
1 Roger Moore MMP – MMP   27
4 Honey Ryder – Texas Girl 25  
4 Lousy 20th Amendment – CC   25
6 Jinx Johnson – SA 24  
6 Christmas Ape    24
6 Sally Ann Rottencrotch – BBD   24
9 Plenty O’Toole – J-Money 23  
10 Kissy Suzuki – Metschick 22  
10 Jaws – UM    22
12 Solitaire  – Andie 20  
12 Octopussybasket – flubby   20
14 Miss Moneypenny – Clare 0  
       
  Subtotal 168 142
  Minus lowest 2 Ladies Scores -20  
  Total 148 142

Holly and TheStarterWife need to set the record straight!

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Winning Over the Dicks – March Madness with the KSK Mafia

cavemanMarch Madness manifests itself in many strange and wonderful ways.

A sudden pride in a school that not only did you not attend, but you didn’t even consider it as a “safety”. Days on end of not leaving the sofa. Going from hating Dickie V, to thinking of calling him grandpa, back to cursing his bald head, finally ending at acceptance that you’re both at the same party and since neither one of you are leaving it would be best to just ignore him as much as you can.

The best two parts of the tourney? Rampant gambling in the form of office pools and the endless hours of smack talk.

Which means the Ladies day has come.

We have challenged the the Men of KissingSuzyKolber to participate in a battle of the sexes NCAA tourney pool. Winner gets to take over the loser’s site for the day.

Imagine, a whole day on KSK talking about The Joy Luck Club, our WNBA picks, the hot men of Australian Rules Football, “What the 19th Amendment means to me”, and kicker penises. An entire day without a single homophobic reference. The day we’ve been saving our “How to make slippers out of MaxiPads” post for. A day on KSK where Peyton Manning and Ben Roethlisberger are shown some respect. A beautiful, sweet day that will be.

Our picks don’t matter until tomorrow,  so we have all day to do some trash talking about the KSK Mafia. Let’s see what’s buzzing in the Ladies office…

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