Apologies to the pioneers of Progressive rock music (King Crimson), but the title of a track on their debut album seemed like a perfect lead-in to today’s post.

Hopefully, you folks haven’t despaired over my lack of posts this week. Along with having a crazy schedule at work, I’ve been a bit of a dry-hole this week. This task of figuring out what the team could do may not have been the best theme to choose when I was struggling. Anyway – here…

As Sarge, a friend of the blog, pointed out, the Astros are now past the 20% pole and continuing to scuffle after dropping the last two games of the Mariner series.

Growing up, I was kind of confused about this Genie (or Jeannie) in a bottle thing. If you watched the Twilight Zone episode, I Dream of Genie, you knew if you found the special bottle, a genie would appear and grant you three wishes only. On the other hand, if you were an astronaut and…

Apologies to Bryan Adams and his salute to more than the warm season of 1969. But the recent crash and burn of the Astros here in 2024 has resulted in multiple references to a worse start to an Astros season in a galaxy far, far away.

It is way early for this, but let’s play a little what-if….. What if the Astros continue to stink through May and at least part of June? What kind of value do they have in their trading chips for a better future?

The Astros are taking a well-deserved day off in Chicago on Monday. OK, well-deserved by the fans who have watched about all they can stand in the early season. So, today we will throw out some gripes about our team in the early going.