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Royals Rumblings - News for April 27, 2018

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The baseball for the basement continues all weekend

World Series - Kansas City Royals v New York Mets - Game Five
Your 2015 World Series Champion Kansas City Royals, assisted by Matt Harvey
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It’s starting to feel like the good ol’ Royals of the 00s. Not much online chatter as the team is potentially double digits out and it’s not even May. At least some years, the team had the courtesy to wait until Memorial Day to be totally out of it.

Dayton Moore wants Ned Yost to return next year.

“I certainly want Ned back,” Royals general manager Dayton Moore told The Athletic on Thursday.

The decision, though, will not be limited to Yost and Moore — the longest-tenured manager-general manager combination in the game. The man who writes the checks will have to sign on, too, meaning owner David Glass will have to be comfortable with some form of contract extension. The conversations could continue across the summer.

“I love working with Dayton,” Yost says. “I love working with these guys, and I want to make sure if I leave, or when I leave, that this organization is in pretty good shape.”

Here’s your Nate Karns update.

With not much to talk about, there are more #hottakes about cheering for Lorenzo Cain in his return.

KC Kingdom’s Britt Zank says “It’s ok for Royals fans to cheer Cain’s homerun.” Meanwhile the KC Star’s Pete Grathoff asks “Did Royals fans go too far in cheering for Lorenzo Cain’s home run?” including a tweet from one Ryan Landreth.

Back to KC Kingdom, Derek Helling cites Team Marketing Report’s 2018 MLB Fan Cost Index in stating that the Royals come in just around league average. That’s probably somewhat expected for a team coming off the success the Royals have seen in recent years, but a little surprising, considering the market size. However,

The average overall cost across the league rose 2.4 percent... [while] the total cost of attending a Royals game for a family of four dropped four percent

CBS Sport’s Matt Snyder looks at an alternate universe where Matt Harvey doesn’t pitch in the 2015 postseason.

Whatever it was, something happened to Harvey after the 2015 season. He’s set to hit free agency after this season and unless there’s a drastic change, it’s hard to see him getting a major-league offer. This from a guy who looked like an ace during Game 5 of the 2015 World Series.

At least until the 9th (zing!). But if he doesn’t blow the game who does? We all know the answer, of course: the Mets defense.

Since we’re not getting a lot of Royals talk, here’s some other stuff to tide us over:

A lot has been made about Ford’s announcement that they are only going to be making 2 sedans going forward (and one is more a station wagon crossover than a sedan). I’m sure that won’t bite them in the behind if there’s a coming oil price spike or economic recession. Those things totally aren’t cyclical and we definitely aren’t due. Quartz details how we got to this point. It all goes back to a chicken tax from the 1960s.

Speaking of rears, an older story that seems to be making the rounds on social media this week. Gizmodo explains that there’s actually an imperial measurement called a “butt” and a “buttload”. It appears that there is no such thing as a metric buttload (yet). For more clarity, this blog compares a boatload, buttload, and, well, other measurements.

I’m just hearing about this now, but apparently this has been going on for a decade. Some crazy eccentric rich guy buried treasure somewhere in the Rockies. He recently offered a clue as to where to find the treasure chest worth millions.

With Infinity War coming out today, let’s revisit Matt’s thoughts on the music of the Marvel Cinematic Universe.


For various reasons, I’m inbetween games and I picked up something light (Theatrythm Final Fantasy) to tide me over until I can start something new. In playing it, I was reminded of one of the best games on the Nintendo DS: Elite Beat Agents.

When I Googled, this week’s game, I was surprised that there wasn’t a single weird sex reference in its Urban Dictionary entry. If not that, what is Urban Dictionary for? That aside, definition number 2 does a good job of summing up the wackiness of Elite Beat Agents: “Bunch of badasses that save the world via dancing. They also time travel.”

For a more complete description, here’s Gamestop’s review of the game:

The titular Elite Beat Agents are a group of black-suit-wearing secret agents that apparently work for an old military general and travel around the world solving people’s problems. How do they accomplish these feats of heroism, you might ask? These guys get together and do some of the most tightly choreographed dance numbers this side of an ‘80s-era Michael Jackson video, and through the power of dance, cure the world’s ills.

Our eponymous heroes are tasked with everything from assisting a working mom and weather woman get a sunny picnic with her son on a rainy day (Earth, Wind, and Fire - September) to helping a washed up baseball player defeat a fire golem (Good Charlotte - The Anthem). There’s even a unexpectedly tragic level about coping with grief to Chicago’s You’re the Inspiration* .

*ed note: everyone I’ve talked to about this game remembers this level as, well, geez - it’s just so not with the tone of the rest of the game but really well done; now you’ll have to excuse me as I have something in my eye. And, if that wasn’t enough, apparently Osu! Tatakae! Ouendan had a level with a similar idea.

A couple of other minor notes. First, it’s the westernized version a Japanese game, Osu! Tatakae! Ouendan. As the developers felt the original was “too Japanese” to import, they created a completely new version. And, second, hopefully this game will one day get the sequel it deserves.

Today’s song is the final track. The music-hating Rhombulans have invaded earth and turned the Elite Beat Agents to Stone. All of the characters from earlier in the game must help our main characters repel the alien menace to Jumpin’ Jack Flash by The Rolling Stones.