This man, and his child, both want Uncle Phil's Mustard to return. So do I.
1) Bring back Uncle Phil. For the second time in three years, the Reds are messing with the mustard. From a baseball play-on-words piece in Cincinnati.com....
The home team has given Uncle Phil’s Düsseldorf Mustard its unconditional release. The spicy brown stuff got the heave-ho in 2010 by the Reds’ concessionaire over packaging, but was recalled. A plastic bag again proved to be its undoing as the Wisconsin-made condiment was cut loose Thursday.
A local prospect, Woeber’s Düsseldorf Mustard, has already been called up. The Springfield product makes its major-league debut Friday at Great American Ball Park as the Reds take on the Chicago Cubs.
Bull. Crap.
I'm not a huge mustard guy, yet I love Uncle Phil's. And I admit I'm late to the party. When the Reds took it away temporarily in 2010 and brought it back after massive fan protests, curiosity got the best of me and I tried it.
It nearly changed my life.
I don't buy a GABP pretzel without splashing some Uncle Phil's on the side, and dipping my pretzel. And while I've always been a ketchup guy on my hot dog (something that somehow offends some), I've slowly begun putting Uncle Phil's on most dogs I buy at the ballpark.
No more.
More from Cincinnati.com....
Releasing Uncle Phil amounts to a two-for-one deal with a hometown connection. In addition to Woeber’s Düsseldorf brand, the Reds’ concession stands will sport Mister Mustard.
Dude, Mr. Mustard sucks. So just ignore that option.
More....
Memories of Crosley’s mustard and the move to Great American Ball Park resulted in a taste test at the Red’s new home in 2003. A signature mustard, Uncle Phil’s, was selected from six candidates, including Woeber’s Spicy Brown Mustard.
“We had a great relationship with the Reds,” said Allan Sass, son of Uncle Phil’s founder. “But we could not supply their concessionaire with just the right plastic bag to put into the hand pumps in the ballpark.”
Wait, what? I can't get the greatest mustard ever invented because we can't find plastic bags to fit in hand pumps? While I admit that I really don't know what that means, it doesn't seem to me that alternate options were even thought of. Is it completely impossible to have a few interns spend the day before every homestand dumping Uncle Phil's into large, plastic, green mustard pumps?
You know, like they used to have at Riverfront?
What would be wrong with this? Slap an Uncle Phil's sticker on the side, put some mustard pumps out there, and let me eat my pretzels and dogs with the world's greatest mustard?
This is a failure by both the Reds and Uncle Phil.
I know what you're saying, "Mo, just try Woeber's. It's a local product, and you never know, you might like it."
If the Reds all of a sudden let Joey Votto go because of some inane problem like not having pants big enough to fit him, and I told you to relax, that the new guy deserves a chance, you'd want to punch me in the face.
I'm sure the fine people at Woeber's make a good product. I'm sure Woeber's is a good company. But I'm 35 years-old. The last year or so of my life has been wrought with changes. There are some areas I need consistency in. Being able to go to GABP and dip my pretzel in Uncle Phil's deliciously tangy mustard is one of those things I've come to count on.
After this latest development, I'm not sure what I can count on anymore.
2) Why it's better when the Reds are winning: I don't have to hear about made-up things like lack of leadership. No one is calling for the hitting coach's head. We don't spend much time obsessing over what some former Red did the night before. No complains that the team's best player walks too much. We're not doing nearly as much whining about the lineups - though we're still doing some. I enjoy it very much when the Reds are winning, and among the many reasons why is that we don't lose our minds coming up with pretend reasons why they're losing.
3) While I do think NFL Stadiums need to be better equipped technologically, both to keep up with fans of the 21st Century and to compete with the at home experience, there's something I do love about this paragraph from Paul Daugherty...
If you’d like a bonding experience and some collective joy, go to the stadium and leave the iPad at home. If you expect a TV-quality experience, stay home and watch TV. You can’t have both. Even with 4G capability.
You attend a game with me and bring your iPad, you're not coming to a game with me again.

(Thanks to Deadspin for the photo of this insufferable clown)
4) The UC Baseball team went viral yesterday, appearing on nearly every major sports blog, and getting some run on ESPN, all for this...
As a fan of the Bearcat baseball program, I love the fact that they're getting some pub, though I do wish this had surfaced while they still had some home games. I also kinda wonder, now that the Bearcats have shown how postgame interviews should be done, won't it kinda make the postgame pie-in-the-face of the walkoff hero that nearly every Major League team administers sorta seem lame?
5) One of the seminal moments of my development as an NBA fan was the 1988 Game Seven Showdown between Larry Bird and Dominique Wilkins. I was, and still am, a HUGE 'Nique fan. It sucks that one of his landmark games came in defeat....
I'll never forget watching this game at my dad's house, and I can't believe it's been 25 years. NBA.com has the oral history of this game, and it's a must-read.
Radio is gonna happen today. And tonight. And tomorrow. And again tomorrow. And then on Sunday. After that, I'm attending four sporting events in four days in three different cities. In the meantime, here's my schedule.
Today: ESPN1530 from 3:00 until 6:00 at The Holy Grail Banks. Stop by, have a beer, and win a prize courtesy of Heirloom Framing. 
Tonight: ESPN Radio after Heat/Pacers Game Two until 2:00am. (You can hear this on ESPN1530 until 1:00, which is when we for some reason switch to religious programming)
Tomorrow: 700WLW from 12:00 until 3:30
Tomorrow again: ESPN Radio from 4:00 until 8:00. (You can hear this on ESPN1530)
Sunday: 9:00 until 12:40
By 1:00 on Sunday I will have a beer in one hand, a cigar in the other, I will be listening to the ballgame, sitting by a swimming pool that I do not own.
Enjoy your Memorial Day Weekend. Remember what this weekend is really all about. And read this explanation of the series finale of Saved By The Bell....
























