Boys will be boys, especially when playing a boy’s game with a schoolyard mentality. No two members of Major League Baseball breathed life into this concept better than Boston’s ace pitcher, Curt Shilling, and Tampa Bay Devil Ray’s manager, Lou Piniella, (see charts) during their recent tiff. Tampa Bay, frustrated by being a team with a consistently losing record, receives compounding of the exasperation by being in the same league as the big budget, frequently winning Red Sox. Since Tampa Bay’s recent entry into baseball, a sincere dislike - a rivalry in baseball terms - jumped up faster than a rookie pitcher’s era against the mighty Red Sox lineup.
Last week in the aftermath of the Scorpio eclipse, Tampa Bay pitchers began throwing at Red Sox hitters, and it appeared, under orders. Pitchers throw high and tight. You have to do that to survive against power hitters. Brush them back and reclaim the plate. Mind you, most major league pitchers have enough control to know where they’re throwing an intentionally wild pitch. My view of the replays is they were headhunting, or throwing in the face of the opposing hitters. Not cool. Ordered by Lou Piniella, manager? Let’s see.
When Piniella managed in Seattle, the Mariners ran a hysterical television ad involving “Sweet Lou.” The drift was that we should all be thankful Lou was not a therapist. Behind a door bearing his name as such there occurred a lot of yelling by Lou at an apparent patient. Accusations of whining and complaining and wimping out on life exuberantly flowed. While this ad sold tickets, it concisely and astrologically delineated Piniella’s chart. Early in Virgo the Sun and healer Chiron line up as lead-off and number two planetary hitters for Piniella. Actually, this is a mental healing aspect when invoked at the highest level. It gets better. This conjunction forms a testy square to temperamental Mars. Yep, Lou could be highly paid for yelling people back into functionality - something like managing a baseball team using lots of loud, aggressive conversation intending to scare poop out of young, inexperienced players. Actually, with Uranus the awakener now squaring his natal Mars and Uranus, I think Lou’s enjoying the show. He does have a fabulously dramatic Leo Moon, after all, dahling.
Now Curt Schilling is by far one of baseball’s best pitchers. Years ago after his father passed, he made a point of dedicating his pitching performances to his dad. Sweet. Then, he and the Big Unit became unbeatable forces in 2001 leading the Diamondbacks to victory in the World Series. Who can forget last year? Bloodied sock. Injured ankle. Courage and raw stamina. Then, Curt delivered the Sermon on the Mound. It was like Jesus was pitching for the Red Sox, not Schilling. Following the amazingly heroic and superstition ridden World Series win for Boston, Schilling promptly endorsed George W. Bush for President while in World Series celebrations. Curt, look at your chart. (I forgot. He can’t. He’s a Christian).
Dude, your Moon is somewhere in mid-Sagittarius and Pluto, Scorpio’s ruler is in the ballpark, okay? Everyone knows you have firm opinions being the mellow Scorpio you are. But dude, back off the rubber and check the runners. You’ve got Mars (and he’s riled) on third with Pluto and Uranus in Virgo. You’ve heard of pick-off... they’ll pick the scab off anything festering. They square the emotional batter at home plate - your Moon. Home’s not perfectly safe. And on first, Saturn waits to apply a ruling, standing with the wise elder, Chiron. They figure some good will come from this. Try this and pretend their axiom game from Yogi, “If you tell the truth about your truth when Pluto’s on your Moon, you’ll only agitate the umpires in life, and that’s no lie.”
Fine, Schilling has his spices boiling and Piniella is tired of feeling like a pinata. We all know the Sag Moon (Schilling’s) can make a person think they are smarter than pretty much everyone else on the planet, but calling someone an idiot during a Pluto transit is just plain stupid.
Promises of phone calls from the traveling secretary of the Tampa Bay the Devil Rays made me do it who presumably tries to reach the traveling secretary of the Boston Red from the Blood of God Red Sox so these two can “talk” continue to stir baseball’s frenzy. The most amusing astrological component in the mix that stands out between Lou and Curt is the direct, undeniable alignment (dynamic, hot, sizzling tension) between Curt’s Mars in righteous Virgo to Lou’s Venus in the sign of the Pure Goddess. That’s conjunct in the same sign by the way. In synastry (comparing two charts for compatibility), this aspect can connote sexual (and other kinds, too, like competitive) tension. Isn’t it time, these two just kissed and made up? After they exhausted the available press, that is.