It is time for Pittsburgh Pirates’ manager Clint Hurdle and general manager Neal Huntington to walk the plank (be fired) for the worst collapse in baseball history – two years in a row after the all-star break.
But this year, the “Battling Bucs” were 16 games over .500 and playing like a family.
Then Hurdle and Huntington, like last year, made very bad trades and judgments on the field and started playing a lot of minor league players who were not ready.
Pitcher Wandy Rodriguez was good.
Hurdle and Huntington also made the players who got them into first place and 16 games over .500 mad, and Hurdle was not loyal to the players who got them there.
Hurdle acted like he was managing a Little League team; starting minor leaguers was very foolish. Also a six-man pitching rotation was a very knuckle-headed move.
On Sept. 30 at PNC Park, the Pirates celebrated Roberto Clemente’s 3,000-hit anniversary. Very class act on the Bucs part and to the very good Clemente family.
Thank you, Tribune-Democrat, for the articles on breast cancer awareness month. Job well done.
American flag still a beacon of hope
My forefathers were born out of pride and necessity. They displayed a newborn country’s strength and unity. They were used to show that America was free from British rule.
My great-grandfather charged into battle during the Civil War. My grandfather stood tall at Iwo Jima. My father was the first of his kind on the moon. My mother was proudly placed above the rubble at ground zero to once again show America’s strength and unity.
My sisters have been draped over the coffins of thousands of heroes. My brothers are on the shoulders of many brave soldiers.
I sit high above a classroom. My red, symbolizing hardiness and valor, is slowly fading. My white, representing the innocence and purity of the country, is becoming a pale yellow. My vibrant blue still epitomizes vigilance, perseverance and justice, but has dulled over time.
There was a time when no one would let us touch the ground. Now, people clinch us in their fists and ask what their country can do for them or burn us in the streets.
Few people truly pledge their allegiance to me and many don’t even know what allegiance means. I’ve seen what our country can be and what it is.
I don’t know if people still see us as a symbol of strength and unity or are, instead, embarrassed by us.
No matter what, we will continue to hang anywhere we are welcome and be a beacon for those seeking freedom and something to be proud of.