**This is only about baseball in that this blog is ostensibly about baseball.  But, in actuality, there’s little about baseball here.  Happy Friday.

Got into an argument about visible web counters way, waaaay back, when I worked as an SEO manager for a website design “company.”

“Old skool” web design meant putting a web counter at your page’s footer, or somewhere off to the side in the header.  That went out with animated .gifs, Flash 2.0, and spelling “old skool” with a “k.”

There are plenty of outfits that will help a brotha out with analytics today.  (I don’t know why I’m spelling things the way I am this morning.)  I grabbed Statcounter for this blog a number of weeks ago, because it’s quick and invisible and easy and free for the first five hundred log entries.  If you’re stressed about keeping IP data, you can print the log before it kicks out entry #001 for entry #501, and so forth.

I’m not so much interested in tracking number of visitors as I am with tracking what people are reading, so I can provide more of the same.  For the most part, you’re coming to see what’s been posted, latest, and I thank you for that.  I’ve recently discovered some time savings that have allowed for more first-draft blathering; I edit posts during breakfast or lunch and then up they go.

Here’s the thing, though, and I’m not necessarily complaining: a lot of people are coming from a post I put together called “Scar Tissue That I Wish You Saw…” (click on the title to read the post).  A LOT of people.

There are photos from that blown game against St. Louis; there’s a breakdown of Jose Reyes’s injury epic as captured by folks at Metsblog.  There’s the title of the post.

I get the sense that people aren’t going for the photos, which aren’t that great–unless Big Man or someone of the sort got wind that I have a blog.  It’s not a secret, obviously.  But I’ve seen Big Man and have seen friends since; I imagine I’d’ve heard something about it by now.

It’s entirely possible that people are, like me, upset about how Reyes’s injury has been handled, and want to show each other just how ridiculous it all is.  On that, by the by, Newsday’s Jim Baumbach has a report, but it’s really more like a “Wha’ happen’?” piece.  You won’t learn much new.

Or, people are searching for the lyrics to the Red Hot Chili Peppers song, and the post is coming up.  I’ve tried every search I know through a number of search outlets.  Come up dry for my post on the first page, or second, or even third page.

Or, I’m being investigated for some violation of fair-use.

I have a decent enough handle on the law in that respect; no need to tell you why, or how I get my information.  This isn’t a case of me throwing up some Showtime series about a baseball player down on his luck and wandering the streets of sunny California for meaning and a little sumthin’-sumthin’ (egads, sumthin’s wrong with me today).  To be completely fair, HBO would have a more legitimate gripe with me if I did that.

But check out some of the folks checking out that post:

  • Pricewaterhousecoopers, LLP
  • The Times-Union
  • Warner Music Group

Not to mention a slew from Research In Motion, which is the company behind BlackBerry.  I ran a test with my BlackBerry and found that the resultant log entry is indeed labeled such.  Which makes no sense to me; Sprint is my carrier.

I’m somewhat paranoid, so I figure I’ve got about three minutes before I’m served with papers.  And not just by those representing the interests of the Red Hot Chili Peppers; in the past three months I’ve mentioned/quoted/alluded to, in big royal-blue type:

  • Chuck Berry
  • John McEnroe
  • Neil Young
  • the Obama ’08 campaign
  • Pearl Jam
  • Lou Monte
  • Paramount’s Chinatown and DNA Films/20th Century Fox’s 28 Days Later
  • 4 Non Blondes
  • Barry Manilow
  • Gwen Stefani
  • the Dropkick Murphys
  • Nat “King” Cole
  • Slick Rick (twice) and Doug E. Fresh
  • Go West

So.  It’s been nice knowin’ ya.