Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Can't anyone here play this game?

Choo Choo Coleman, RIP.

He stood 5 feet 9 and played at 165 pounds or less, slight for a catcher. His hands were suspect — he “handles outside curve balls like a man fighting bees,” Roger Angell observed in The New Yorker — and in 1963 he finished third among National League catchers in errors (15) and fourth in passed balls (11) despite starting just 66 games behind the plate. He was known for his hustle, and, Angell observed, he was speedy on the bases (though he added, “This is an attribute that is about as essential to catchers as neat handwriting”).

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Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Monte Irvin

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Good on MLB

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

This isn't fun anymore?

Derek Jeter...one more lap around baseball in 2014.



And with bonus Jim Kaat and Bobby Murcer broadcasting!

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Mr. November


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Derek Jeter


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Sunday, January 12, 2014

The strongest union in the world...for now

The players union had better find its voice pretty soon.

Baseball’s investigative tactics included paying an ex-convict for stolen documents and committing at least $1.8 million to provide security for and cover the legal fees of Biogenesis founder Tony Bosch, according to New York magazine.

Rodriguez, while continuing to accuse baseball of misconduct, raised yet another diversion in his statement. Seeking to rally his union brothers like a modern-day Samuel Gompers, he contended that the owners would seek major concessions from the players in the next labor negotiations.
The "injustice" of his suspension, Rodriguez said, was "MLB's first step toward abolishing guaranteed contracts in the 2016 bargaining round, instituting lifetime bans for single violations of drug policy, and further insulating its corrupt investigative program from any variety defense by accused players, or any variety of objective review.''

Rodriguez's concerns are extreme. The clubs might seek to convert guaranteed language to non-guaranteed in the contracts of players who are caught using PEDs, but they will never get away with abolishing guaranteed contracts. They also might seek harsher penalties than the current 50-100-lifetime formula for positive tests, but will never get away with lifetime bans for first-time offenders.
Details, details. Rodriguez does not actually care about any of this; he's trying to save his own butt, as most players will figure out immediately.

The point is, there are battles ahead.

Indeed.  Say what you will about Rodriguez, he was abused in this process.  How great an intrusion into players' rights is Major League Baseball will to go and can the players union fight back?  It doesn't seem like they're interested in defending this player.

Via.

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Thursday, October 31, 2013

McCarver signs off

I started listening to Tim McCarver in the 1980s when he was a Mets broadcaster.  He and Ralph Kiner taught me so much about baseball and how to call a game well.  Love him or hate him (and my eyes roll just thinking about his obsession with baseball's obsession with pitch counts), he will be missed.



I can still remember the 9th inning of 2001's game seven. Bases loaded.  Rivera on the mound.  McCarver says that Jeter, who was playing in, should move back since Rivera induces so many bloop hits in short left field.  Sure enough.

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Thursday, January 10, 2013

Hall of blame

Ah, Dear Reader, I know expectations are high that I should write about this foolishness, but it's hard to get worked up about a voting bloc comprised of some of the hackiest of hacks to memorialize a bunch of guys in a museum set in a location that is all about a baseball myth to begin with.

If only Bud Selig were alive.  Oh...wait.

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Friday, October 19, 2012

The experience of pain

The great Ichiro, on the Yankees' terrible end to their season.

“The feelings of dissatisfaction and hurt inside right now is something that I hadn’t experienced in a while. So to be able to experience even this pain right now, I’m just so grateful to the Yankees to give me this opportunity to do that.”

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Tuesday, January 24, 2012

It was a great, great run

Me can has sad.



You wonder, watching that video, what Derek is thinking as even he must be contemplating his own speech.  Somehow, I think Mariano Rivera, The Greatest Closer of All Time™, also in the audience, is probably more at peace with that inevitable future.

Jorge's career line: .273/.374/.474

More than anything, he can and should be mentioned among the legendary Yankee catchers: Berra, Dickie, and most of all, the late Thurmon Munson.

Don't be a stranger, Jorge.

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Friday, October 07, 2011

Nothing left to do, but smile, smile, smile

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Our national pastime



CAUTION: Extremely blue.

This was directed primarily at John McGraw's Baltimore Orioles, only a few years before American League president Ban Johnson would move the team to New York to become the Gordon's Highlanders, aka New York Americans, a name soon to be shortened by the headline writers to the New York Yankees.

Of course, McGraw had by then moved on to the National League's New York Giants.

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Friday, December 10, 2010

Indulgences

While entitled Yankee fans await a decision by one Lee, let's listen to another.

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Monday, December 06, 2010

Can't lose what you never had

Or so the old timer committee seems to think when it comes to Marvin Miller. I'm sure Pat Gillick is a nice guy, but no one...no one...has a greater impact on the game than Miller.

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Bobby Thompson

RIP

“Now it is done,” Red Smith wrote in The New York Herald Tribune. “Now the story ends. And there is no way to tell it. The art of fiction is dead. Reality has strangled invention. Only the utterly impossible, the inexpressibly fantastic, can ever be plausible again.”

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Friday, August 13, 2010

Extremes

The fact that George W. Bush is increasingly seen as a voice of "sophistication and moderation" shows just how far the GOP has jumped the tracks.

Two outfielders -- Kansas City's Blanco and the Yankees' Swisher -- had to leave last nights game with heat exhaustion. Fortunately, no one was seriously hurt and none arrested.

Just sayin'.

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Friday, August 06, 2010

There's that asterisk again

The other day, a WNYC announcer, giving the day's local news highlights, mentioned that Alex Rodriguez had hit his 600th home run, but it came with an asterisk, she said, because he'd admitted to steroid use as a Texas Ranger.

After regaining control of the car and my supreme annoyance, I decided not to call the station to complain that there are no "asterisks" in the record books.

I was thinking about that when I turn to today's "News Analysis," in which long time sports writer Harvey Araton admires how strongly Aaron hit towards the end of his car and approaching Ruth's record. By implication, a negative comparison with the "ethically" impure Barry Bonds, and the perhaps physically declining Alex Rodriguez (despite being the youngest to reach 600, his HR pace is significantly down this year, kind of a small sample to start giving up on the guy now).

Rodriguez’s 600th home run, slugged off Toronto’s Shaun Marcum on Wednesday afternoon at Yankee Stadium, made him the seventh, and youngest, player to achieve that milestone. Now he begins the climb toward 700 before — barring impairment or shocking deterioration — taking aim at Babe Ruth (714), Aaron (755) and Bonds (762).

But how will Rodriguez get there — in a slugging frenzy, like Bonds, or as a 40-something designated hitter, hanging on as much for the record as for his paycheck?

Remember how Aaron’s career achievements were portrayed as Bonds obliterated baseball’s geriatric slugging standards and ultimately a nation’s believability? Compared with a 37-year-old who clubbed 73 home runs in 2001, Aaron was mildly derided as an earnest toiler who never hit 50 in any one of his 23 major league seasons.

Re-examined in the light of subsequent steroid revelations and admissions, Aaron’s assault on Ruth becomes more impressive than anything ever seen during the recent era of lying eyes.

“Two of Aaron’s best years for homers were at age 37 and 39,” said David Vincent, a home run historian for the Society for American Baseball Research. “He hit 47 in ’71 and 40 in ’73, the year before he passed Ruth. He doesn’t necessarily fit the mold for sluggers in their late 30s.”

Actually, Aaron broke the mold, hitting 203 home runs in the five seasons after his 35th birthday and 245 over all, second in that category behind the presumed-to-be-chemically-enhanced Bonds. By comparison, Willie Mays hit 37 at age 35 and never again topped 28. Ken Griffey Jr. hit 35 at 35 and went steadily downhill. Reggie Jackson hit 39 at 36 and faded like a California sunset.

After Bonds, Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa taught us to trust no one over 35, it became too easy to overlook Aaron’s stunning late-race sprint on Ruth — who, for the record, also fared pretty well as a quasi geezer, hitting 49 home runs at 35 and following up with 46, 41 and 34.


Look, I have great admiration for Mr. Aaron, who grew up under Jim Crow and came up through the Negro Leagues. I remember being utterly shocked as a boy by the death threats he received as he approached Ruth's record. Giants walked among us. Even if they were Braves.

But to write about the accomplishments of his Sunset Years and take pot shots at McGwire and Sosa as cheating geezers seems odd. If you are going to extol the man for "having some of his best years" in the early 70s, and not mention the fact that the pitcher's mound was lowered by five inches in 1969 because averages and power numbers weren't high enough for MLB leadership 'cause we know fans love the long ball, is not being very honest.

Also and...I'll be honest myself and note that power numbers did not magically climb immediately following the lowering of the mound, as I learned today in this study the magnificent Joe Posnanski brings to our attention, as power numbers did in 1918-1920 ("jackrabbit ball"), 1976-7, and 1987 -- years long before the appearance of steroids in baseball. I only mention to remind us that there are all manner of ways we know MLB can affect numbers (expansion teams, size of the stadiums built in the 90s, the construction of the baseball itself -- remember the "dead ball era?"), and we know the players themselves can through a variety of means (the hardness of the bats they choose, better conditioning -- Aaron, whose off-season conditioning, we're told, was "run, run, run," apparently knew the importance of the lower body in hitting better than many of his peers, etc.).

What we don't know is what effects steroid use have had.

F'rinstance, Araton mentions that three of Rodriguez's best seasons corresponded with the three in which he admits to using steroids as a Ranger*. What Araton doesn't feel necessary to mention: balls fly out of the stadium in which Rodriguez played his home games those years because of its proportions, Texas heat, and windscreen. Meanwhile, Yankee Stadium -- built for the left handed Ruth -- is supposed to be death to right handed power hitters, such as Rodriquez.

So, let's drop the asterisk talk and tales of moral superiority.

* Which is only partially true. His third highest year was 2007, as a Yankee, after testing had begun.

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Monday, July 05, 2010

Cold Turkey

The Yankees head off to the West Coast and since West Coasters don't like to sit around in baseball stadia on beautiful afternoons, all the games except Sunday will be played at night. Following the trip comes the All Star Break. For me, that means only one thing.

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Wednesday, June 30, 2010

A cautionary tale

I was listening to the radio broadcast during the early innings so I didn't see this last night. It's still sweet the next day, though.

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