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It’s been a hectic week and we were slightly delayed in getting the second installment uploaded (read: listenable). Though I did notice that the unedited file we were working on was downloaded a few times before I had the chance to take it down. So somewhere out there, someone is listening to about 45 minutes worth of Dave laughing, me yelling at Dave for laughing, a few obscenities, and a lot of “We can edit that out.” I’m not sure if I should say I’m sorry or you’re welcome. So enjoy.
But if you’ve been dying to hear how we’re coping with the loss of Zack Greinke, or how Dave fared in his quest to outrun the sausages, check out Episode 2 of Weekend at Bernie’s: Boulevard of Broken Dreams below.
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Liz and Dave
Hosts of Weekend at Bernie’s
Earlier this summer, my brother-in-law and I took our frequent conversations about Brewers baseball and made them into an hour-long weekly radio show. After the All Star break, however, we decided to record our show and make it available every week via podcast.
So, here it is… the first podcasted edition of Weekend at Bernie’s. The first few minutes of the show will introduce what we’re all about, but below is a rough breakdown of what you can find in this episode.
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Dave and Liz
Hosts of Weekend at Bernie’s
3:46 Weekly Recap
7:10 K-Rod v. Ax-Man
10:55 Recap continued
23:26 Do we even have an MVP this week?
29:00 Never Surrender
33:32 Greinke and how to make Matt Cain money
43:10 Who else is on the chopping block?
46:11 The return of Luc
47:45 Liz’s Tailgate Tip – Grill all the things!
51:09 MLB News/Ben Sheets still plays baseball?
54:26 The week ahead
59:00 Operation Smoked Sausage
1:04:46 Strange Bobbleheads
I’ve been making a conscious effort to dial down the baseball-related commentary on Facebook, as I realize most of my friends care about the Milwaukee Brewers about as much as I care whether they went to the gym that day (hint: not at all). And while I’ve been tweeting my frustrations on occasion, there are still some things to cover.
My last entry was composed in the afterglow of Ryan Braun’s exoneration. The last two months of baseball have been interesting at best and brutally frustrating at worst. The May 31st game against the Dodgers (which capped off an inexplicable four-game sweep of the team with the best record in baseball) represented what would have been Braun’s first game back had the suspension been upheld. There has been a lot to curse this season, but I am still celebrating the fact that Braun went into June with fourteen homeruns and a 1.003 OPS.
I’m no statistician, but I think that means when you factor in his slugging percentage, he was on base 103% of the time.
Always the pragmatist, I had a backup plan had Brauny missed the first part of the season. One option was to enthusiastically throw my support behind Taylor Green. Admittedly, I didn’t have a lot of reasoning behind this. I was at the game in which he got his first major league hit in 2011, he politely laughed at my joke at Brewers On-Deck, he’s Canadian, and I like to see the new guys get a shot. Green has been getting plenty of playing time lately. Unfortunately, it has come as a direct result of a staggering number of our starters finding their way to the disabled list. Recently, that list has grown to include my second favorite Brewer of 2012, Jonathan Lucroy. I had high hopes (and big plans for a custom t-shirt) for Lucroy this season.
And then his wife dropped a suitcase on his hand.
I realized the guys who have managed to avoid a stay on the disabled list must be starting to feel like the kids from Final Destination. It’s coming. And nobody’s ligaments are safe.
But I’m not ready to call the season a disappointment or throw in the proverbial towel. I knew last October was going to be hard to follow. I knew that I would miss Prince and there would be holes in the bullpen. The injury bug was unpredictable and yes, it has been strange and frustrating. At times, I’ve been fairly certain we’ve entered some kind of Twilight Zone/Bizarro World version of baseball where Corey Hart plays first base, George Kottaras has more homeruns than Nyjer Morgan, and Dale Sveum coaches the Cubs.
For the remainder of the season, I will continue to cringe every time someone tries to leg out an infield hit or steal a base. But I’d rather know in June that it’s going to be an uphill battle than have things unexpectedly unravel in August. Maybe I am keeping my expectations a little lower than usual. But as we’ve heard on every Brewers Live postgame show, there’s a lot of baseball left to play.
I have yet to see a win at Miller Park this season. But here are some of the things I have done:
-Experienced the fascinating economic system of trying to buy tickets in the parking lot on Opening Day
-Made “Greinke Twinkies”
-Ran into Yovani Gallardo and Chris Narveson at a craps table in St. Louis
-Spent a lot of time thinking about Secret Stadium Sauce
-Submitted a lot of All-Star ballots.
Turns out “Win a Night in Ryan Braun’s Suite” didn’t mean what I thought it did. Oh well.
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There may be snow on the ground but as far as I’m concerned, when the last player steps on the field in Arizona, it’s spring! I’ve been biding my time this off-season by planning for my own trip to spring training and by making lists of kitschy recipes for the season. Some ideas have been better than others (do Greinke Twinkies really sound that obscene?!), but I’m excited that baseball is back on the menu.
It has been a volatile winter for Brewers fans. With a division title and a league MVP in our possession, it should have been all sunshine and beer bottles. But then the news broke. I remember where I was when I saw the ESPN alert. I didn’t even read it. I just stared at the letters MVP and PED in front of me and said “No”. Well, that’s a lie… I actually cursed a lot. Really obscene things that could never convey what I was feeling. It was the worst.
As much as I wanted to learn the full story, I also wanted to avoid the onslaught of articles, Tweets, Facebook comments, and blogs that were too ready to yell “Cheater!” and “This is what’s wrong with baseball!” So I mostly kept to myself. I listened to this, probably wept a little, sought solace in Miller Park Drunk and even prepared myself for finding a new favorite Brewer (Don’t worry, Taylor Green. I’ll still buy your shirsey). The Prince thing didn’t help, but at least I had been emotionally preparing myself for that since about 2010.
At the end of the day, I had no more evidence or information than anyone else. I had no more right to say “Ryan Braun is innocent” than anyone did to say he was guilty. All I had was the fact that I have watched this guy play his face off for Milwaukee since 2007. He has made a huge commitment and notable contribution to the state of Wisconsin, and has proven himself to be worthy of my full support. I chose to believe in Braun.
I am so happy that he was successful in appealing the suspension and I plan on celebrating for the
weekend month of March. But I can’t help but be deeply disappointed that this was even an issue. I am angry at Major League Baseball and ESPN and Cubs fans and FedEx and Alex Rodriguez (I have less of a reason for that one). I am not, however, angry with Ryan Braun. As someone who is interested in sports media and public relations, but also as a fan, I believe he absolutely owned that press conference. He dropped “contemporaneous” and “litigation” bombs. He was pissed. And it was awesome.
This story will continue to develop and will continue to be extremely polarizing. Brewers fans and Braun supporters are feeling vindicated and even more excited for the upcoming season. Those who first yelled “cheater” are probably still yelling and trolling every MLB forum they can find.
But tonight, Wisconsin, we get exonerwasted.
As I write this, the Milwaukee Brewers are only a few minutes away from Game 1 of the NLCS (as I post this, it’s a few hours until Game 6). And I’m kind of freaking out.
This season has been a little emotional for me. I started the season 800 miles away from Milwaukee. I listened to Ueck call as many of the games as possible, but it was almost May before I finally got a visual on
Ryan Braun a Brewers game. I practically missed more of the season than Zack Greinke.
Life happened, as it inevitably does, and I ended up back in Wisconsin for the rest of the summer. As a result, I threw myself into baseball. I went to more games this season than I have in my 24 years collectively. I was there for Casey’s 3-homer game, Prince’s 471 ft. bomb, Rickie’s injury, Brauny’s slip-up around third, Rickie’s return to the lineup, and Robin Yount going into Beast Mode. I met Greinke (he was not nearly as excited as I was). But more importantly, I was there when the Brewers earned their spot in a League Championship Series for the first time in almost three decades. And honestly, when that confetti fell, I may or may not have teared up a little. Well, admittedly I also got a little emoshe when Craig Counsell got a standing ovation on his bobble head day… so it may not take that much.
Regardless of what happens in this series, whether it takes four games or seven, it has been an incredible year. This is my team. Braun and Fielder are my Yount and Molitor. And this is my home.
So thank you, Milwaukee. Thank you for making the last few months a little easier. Most of all, thank you to everyone who drove me to Miller Park this season. And if the season ends today, I will look forward to seeing you all on opening day.
That goes for you too, Prince.
The Highlight Reel:
TBS captured my very serious 10th inning face.
According to my Ryan Braun calendar, it’s March! You know, that month between football and baseball. But if you have been watching Hot Stove reports since December, you’re probably as ready for spring as I am.
And nothing says “It’s baseball season in Wisconsin” like deep-fried bratwurst. I submitted this recipe to the Miller Park “Create a Concession Contest”, and while I was beat out by sausage on a stick and gravy-covered french fries (whatevs), I thought I’d share it with you. Maybe it can go on your Opening Weekend party menu. Or make them ahead of time, throw them in the cooler, and warm ‘em up on your tailgate grill.
Mini Wisconsin Egg Rolls
12 wonton wrappers
8 oz (or two sausages removed from casing) beer-flavored bratwurst
1 ¼ cups sauerkraut (with or without caraway seeds)
¼ cup finely minced onion
¼ cup finely minced apple
2 tsp. white sugar
Oil for frying
Spicy mustard for dipping
Combine sauerkraut with onion and apple. Simmer for 30 minutes. Onions and apples should be tender and translucent.
While the sauerkraut is simmering, in a separate pan break up bratwurst and cook over medium heat until completely browned. Drain off excess grease.
Combine sauerkraut mixture and bratwurst, add sugar. Cook together for 15 minutes over low heat.
Fill wonton wrappers with 1 tablespoon of bratwurst and sauerkraut.
To fold mini egg rolls, lay out wrapper with bottom corner facing you. Fold bottom corner over the mixture, followed by the outside corners. Brush sides and top corner with water, and roll upward to seal the roll.
Fry at 350° for about 5 minutes, or until golden brown on each side.
Place on paper towel to drain. Serve with your favorite Wisconsin mustard for dipping!
Notes: These rolls can be assembled in advance and fried from frozen. This recipe makes approx. one dozen mini egg rolls. To make larger rolls, use 2 tablespoons of filling and an egg roll wrapper. Pairs well with a Spotted Cow or Miller Lite.