“The biggest thing for me is the mood on the field has changed,” Tulowitzki said. “Early on in the season, we were expecting bad things to happen. Now we’re expecting good things to happen. We’re waiting for the big pitch, we’re waiting for the big hit, and we’re getting it. Whereas before, we were thinking out there, ‘What’s going to happen? What’s going to go wrong? How are we going to blow this lead?’ “

The bot-spammers are now winning over on COTweets, so I went and created a new Colorado group-tweet list, ColoradoTweets, that works in much the same way, but has a few more rules that should help keep it from turning into a noisy ugly hot mess.

To break it down:

• Only tweets that *start* with (as opposed to contain) @ColoradoTweets will be published. This fixes one of COTweeters’ weaknesses.
• Any tweet with “RT” in it, or “Follow Friday” (and variants) will be ignored.
• If @ColoradoTweets isn’t following you, you can tweet to it, but those tweets won’t be broadcast to the group until @ColoradoTweets follows you.
• Abusing the list with repetitive, promotional tweets, is a sure ticket to a blocking.

The goal here is to have a list that takes the pulse of Colorado folk on twitter, that can help people who have questions about something Colorado, and is interesting. Thoughts? Post ‘em here.

-Joe


Mark Cuban is a
rich businessman who owns the
Dallas Mavericks



He doesn't really
know how to play basketball,
But yell? Yes he does.



In Japan, they call
him Maku Kuban. In the
U.S., he's "that guy."



Mark Cuban said that
Kenyon Martin was a punk.
Welcome to third grade.



Cuban yelled that at
Kenyon's mom, and then wrote a
lame apology.



Cuban has two kids.
His daughters are experts at
razzing opponents.



Cuban appeared on
The Simpsons. Have you been on
The Simpsons? No, no.



News Flash: The Dallas
Mavericks' next game is in
November. Cry, Mark.


You simply can’t have a system which rewards nastiness over niceness and which offers no consequences for those who commit cowardly anonymous attacks and then act surprised when people don’t know where to draw the line. And if it carries on, someone is going to get seriously hurt, unless we all say – as Arrington has on Techcrunch today – enough is enough.

So let’s all say it right now. Let’s all of us who consider ourselves human beings and who want the internet to continue as a forum for free and frank debate get together and decide on a few rules of engagement. It strikes me that there are a few we can all agree on…

There’s a brilliant episode of The West Wing where Sam Seaborn discovers that two of his staff have anonymously attacked a Republican aide working at the White House. Furious, Seaborn confronts the culprits, saying: “You know what, fellas, when I say something, I sign my name.” Sure enough, he grabs a pen and paper and scribbles the message “you’re fired – Sam Seaborn”. Surely that’s rule number one – the Seaborn Rule of internet commenting: If you’ve got something to say online, say it in your own name or fuck off.

Paul Carr wrote that for the Guardian, and apparently Paul Carr also wrote a book called “Bringing Nothing To The Party: True Confessions of a New Media Whore,” which is a beautifully snarky title.

Overpriced two-drink minimums and potato skins; bad Clinton jokes on late night—these used to be the hallmarks of comedy, an art relegated to the controlled environs of comedy clubs and network TV. Fortunately, in the late ’90s, a daring breed of comedians began rejecting the status quo altogether and, by taking cues from the indie-music world, started reviving comedy as a savvy and groundbreaking art form. Mock Stars delves headfirst into this revolutionary scene, tracing the evolution of indie comedy as part of the underground music circuit and into mainstream America. Through candid interviews with the major players, including David Cross, Patton Oswalt, Neil Hamburger, Maria Bamford, Fred Armisen, Aziz Ansari, Jon Wurster, Aimee Mann, and dozens of others, Wenzel reveals how comedy is becoming relevant—and dangerously funny—again.

You can find more of Mr. Wenzel’s work in the Denver Post’s music section.