While I do enjoy always being right, I would have equally enjoyed being wrong if it meant that the Orioles had a winning record right now with Perlozzo doing a good job at the helm. Because, really, I am like you, eternally optimistic. That’s the only way to be, if one wants to remain a fan of the Birds.

I won’t rehash all of Perlozzo’s miscues and poor decisions. And I will only say this about his recent comments: The fact that Sam Perlozzo continues to stand by every move he made shows that the Orioles made a great choice in letting him go, even if they did take a long time to do it. Perlozzo’s inclination to view his mistakes as right decisions that simply backfired demonstrates a low capacity for comprehending the game and its strategies.

In an odd way, last week reminded me of 2005. I was out of the country during most of the Orioles’ stay at the top of the AL East and came home to watch them crash and burn. They dropped to fourth in a matter of weeks and then one bad thing happened after another in rapid succession. Players got hurt, Lee Mazzilli got fired, Sammy Sosa acted like a 5-year-old, Rafael Palmeiro was outed and Miguel Tejada was dragged into the chaos.

I remember wondering how much more Baltimore and the Orioles could take. I remember thinking after each event that it couldn’t get any worse. Then I was reminded of that last week as the Orioles hired what is essentially their third general manager, fired Perlozzo, let Miggy “bunt” through an injury and then had to place him on the disabled list. Somewhere along the lines Joe Girardi rejected Baltimore’s welcoming arms and Dusty Baker said “no” before anyone even asked. And when Kevin Millar started taking out his anger on John Kruk and even the diminutive Brian Roberts seemed upset I thought it had gotten pretty bad.

But despite all the drama, I don’t feel the impending sense of doom I felt in 2005. Instead, I’m excited about Andy MacPhail – I just hope Jim Duquette continues to stick around. I was concerned when Girardi opted to wait around for the Yankees, but after seeing what Dave Trembley can do, I might just be content to not complain if the Orioles remove his interim tag.

In short, I’m looking forward to not being utterly miserable for the rest of the season. And I’ll save an “I told you so” entry on Jay Gibbons for another time.

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By now everyone knows how shock jock Don Imus called the Rutgers women’s basketball team nappy-headed hos. And by now, yes, he has gotten what’s coming to him and I couldn’t be happier.

This is all magnified with the height of this debate coming at the same time as the 60th anniversary of Jackie Robinson’s break into baseball. Everyone is talking about how far we’ve come in obliterating racism but look how far we haven’t. Look how much work this country still has to do in not just canceling out racism, but in forgetting other differences as well.

It’s no secret that women’s sports are not nearly as popular as men’s sports, but women’s basketball has made huge strides in leveling the playing field. That’s when a jerk like Imus comes in.

The racist and sexist phrase he used came on the heels of a debate over whether Rutgers had a better-looking team than Tennessee. God forbid we celebrate the achievements of female athletes too soon – Imus reminded us of what we really should be paying attention to. Forget scores and records. How about the ass on that blonde chick? Imus’ unwillingness to recognize the talent of these women is representative of many sports fans throughout America, and his gender bias is as repulsive and outdated as his racial connotations.

I’m not saying every sports fan has to like women’s sports. But just because golf bores me doesn’t mean I can’t recognize that Tiger Woods is an incredible athlete. And just because women’s basketball may seem “unpalatable” to some people for whatever reason, doesn’t mean they should discount the athleticism of the Rutgers’ women’s team and diminish them to nothing but nappy-headed hos.

Corey Patterson is on third with two outs and Melvin Mora is a decent bunter. Suicide squeeze?

J.R. House can’t be worse than Alberto Castillo.

I put Baez, Bradford and Walker in last night, maybe I’ll go with some different guys tonight.

Jay Gibbons is at best a one-dimensional player who should just be happy I’m letting him DH.

Patterson’s speed doesn’t do me much good when he hits between Kevin Millar and Paul Bako.

Adam Loewen’s young, I bet he could go more than five innings.

Maybe I should encourage my leadoff guy to take a few more pitches.

Do I use the phrase “battled back” too much?

If I’m going to put Freddie Bynum in to pinch run, it might be a good idea to send him.

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She can, I suppose, be forgiven for her lack of contributions here in light of clearly having been busy on something more important. But the rising tide lifts all boats, no?

I, like Neal, am optimistic that the Orioles can reach .500 (although I still maintain that Perlozzo’s presence represents a large, though not insurmountable impediment). The reports coming out of spring training support my optimism.

Obviously the pitching has been upgraded, both in the starting rotation and in the bullpen. I mean, it’s almost impossible not to consider the subtraction of Rodrigo Lopez an upgrade. But aside from that, the three young starting pitchers hold a lot of promise and the four new relievers are refreshing after the likes of Steve Kline, LaTroy Hawkins and company.

And most pleasing is the change of attitude. When the Orioles crashed in 2005, the clubhouse was a mess, poisoned by a diva named Sammy Sosa and a cheater named Rafael Palmeiro. Although the chemistry was better in 2006 with Kevin Millar and Jeff Conine, a losing atmosphere continued to pervade Camden Yards.

This doesn’t seem to be the case this year, and this is seemingly partly due to the changed attitudes of three of Baltimore’s “core” players. Jay Gibbons, though not typically a whiner, wasn’t happy about holding down the designated hitter slot. But now it seems he is content with a utility role.

Todd Williams, though his presence in itself is somewhat enigmatic, has made a real hange this offseason, hiring a personal trainer to try to whip his flabby body into something stronger and more athletic (last item).

And finally, and most notably, Miguel Tejada showed up to camp, vowing to be a “new Miguel.” He says he has eschewed tardiness and will be the leader we all know he can be.

Charming.

I am of course happy about all this. I love watching Miggy chat away, I’ll be pleased if Williams throws a few strikes, and I definitely would be content to not listen to Gibbons bitch about not being in the field when in fact, he is a defensive disaster. But what is going on here?

Isn’t this what they were supposed to be doing all along? Doesn’t Miggy get paid to contribute to the team both with stats and emotion? Doesn’t Williams get paid to throw strikes? And doesn’t Gibbons, as well as every other player, get paid to do exactly whatever the hell Perlozzo and the Orioles want him to do?

Why weren’t they doing this all along? The fact that professional athletes get paid more than almost everyone in this country, including doctors, police, firefighters, etc., is not a fact lost on most people. But somehow, athletes often lose sight of this. Williams should have been in shape every one of his years with the Orioles or any other team for that matter. As a professional athlete it is his duty to stay in shape. He doesn’t have to do anything else! It’s about time they are thankful for employment and have decided to do what they are supposed to do. As far as I’m concerned, the only guy who gets to fail regularly at his job but still keep it is the weather man.

So it’s great that these three have decided to shut up and do what they are supposed to do. I’m just wondering what the hell were they doing for the past few years. This is not to say that the losses are their faults, but maybe if they had shown up, there might have been a small difference. A difference that could have ultimately affected the other players, the atmosphere, and perhaps lessened the accumulation of bitterness hanging over Camden Yards today.