Tuesday, 20 January 2015

Rundown: Dean, Dan, Dickey and Duquette

What did you accomplish today?




I had never @ replied him before. So I consider one and done to be pretty good.

Rogers hired Dean Blundell for their morning show slot to team with Andrew Walker, moved Tim & Sid to TV and the Brady part of Brady & Walker to Tim/Sid's old afternoon slot before PrimeTime Sports. 
Jeff, you whore.



Heh.
You know it's bad when Steve Simmons says it's bad.

Some were calling for the hiring of a woman, but I'd settle for hiring a person of colour for a regular weekday show.  Toronto is the most multi-cultural city in the world with a lot of sports fans. The lack of diversity here is a bit embarrassing.



With RA Dickey in town last weekend, there was a lot of talk about Josh Thole and whether he is needed as backup. A lot of fans want to cut Thole loose because he is relatively useless the other four games between Dickey starts.

“I don’t think there’s any replacement for time spent,” Dickey said. “Josh has caught 75 to 80 percent of my starts since 2010 or 2012 and there’s nobody better … but it would be nice to have someone like Russell who can do it as well.”

Jeff Blair took that quote and ran with it.

‘As well?’ Really? Look: I understand Dickey’s fears. He probably still has nightmares about J.P. Arencibia’s three passed balls in the 2013 Home Opener, which was also Dickey’s Blue Jays debut. I know I do. And I realize that any time Dickey shakes off a catcher it’s a sign he’s going away from his knuckle-ball, so having a catcher who can think along with him is vital. But considering this is a team with serious everyday concerns in centre field and at second base, not to mention a shortstop (who will see time at designated hitter) as well as getting days off to ward off the Artificial Turf Monster, the team can’t afford to waste a spot on a one-trick pony like Thole. Much like a Munenori Kawasaki sighting, if you see Thole around the Blue Jays this season it’s not a good sign.
Mr. Blair, I know I called you a whore earlier in this post, but I do like you. You need to settle down.
Here is what else Dickey had to say, as reported on MLB.com

"It just requires intentional communication and consistent communication," Dickey said. "I'm with Josh now, he doesn't even need to put down a sign. I can go a whole game without him flashing a whole sign -- that's remarkable."

"To get to that place with another person is going to be a real challenge, but it's not that it can't be done, Russell just needs to get repetitions. He's an incredible athlete. Guys who are great athletes, have great hand-eye coordination, which he possesses, usually ... have a better chance at doing it well."

There was also a bit of talk about clubhouse chemistry. John Lott reported on the various interpretations. While Bautista said everything was cool, Dickey elaborated a bit.

“I think having guys in the clubhouse all pulling the same rope is really, really integral,” Dickey said as he tiptoed through the topic. “I think it all starts with communication and being able to deliver that in a way that is encouraging and positive. So we’ll see what happens.”

He paused, then added: “But I think you saw where the front office sat on the issue by the way they made the moves in the offseason.”

When asked about communication or lack of, Dickey said, "“At times I think it was, sure,” he said. “But probably at times it wasn’t either. I’m not necessarily saying that was the reason we didn’t get to the postseason. I’m just saying that’s a good component to have anywhere, is people who are willing to communicate well with one another. That’s not rocket science. That’s something that’s good in any work environment, whether it’s player to player, coach to player, manager to player, GM to manager, whatever it is. I don’t know what goes on behind closed doors between the GM and the manager, the GM and players. I’m just simply saying I think it’s a great thing to have open lines of communication so that people know what the expectation is.”

I can see how journalists could have fun with Dickey. Look at all the words- what he's saying, what he isn't saying. And I happen to agree about the communication stuff.

Talkin' 'bout girls....talkin' 'bout trucks....




Misty water colored memories......of the way, we were.

"Chicken hot dog on the way...which is cool...." He's beautifully philosophical in this video. 

Colby is an Astro. I hope he's happy wherever he goes. 


There is still some humming about the Paul Beeston/Dan Duquette thing. I don't have much to say about it at this time, other than I'm paying attention to see if/when it gets bitchy. Orioles owner Peter Angelos is currently in a messy legal battle with MLB and the Washington Nationals over TV rights fees, so he's distracted but it might get ornery at some point.

If you are still looking for a basic breakdown, this is a pretty good explanation of the situation from the Orioles' perspective.

And Drew Fairservice wrote about the situation which you should all read if you haven't already.


And finally, Danielle Norris on his development as a pitcher. I love this kid. And his hair.


It sounds like they recorded this in a restaurant kitchen.
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Saturday, 17 January 2015

Numbiotic: My Winter Tour Experience



I have some mixed feelings about writing this because I feel a bit like a fool. I have no real reason to feel foolish, other than I put a lot of effort into something that’s a bit square. It’s me feeling disappointed because I couldn’t do something kind of lame, and also caring about not doing it. A lot. 

So my first experience with the Jays Winter Tour was a bit of a disaster. I’d never been to any of the events before, but I hadn’t been to TO in a little while and meeting Dickey had been something I’ve wanted to do for a while. And I was going to blog about the whole thing. So I made the effort to get there. I drove to the GO and got on the train. It was still dark when I left my house. It was cold.

I had been warned that it was going to be busy, so I got there two hours before the dudes (Bautista, Dickey, Pompey, Loup and Redmond) were going to show. The lineup was long and oddly hushed. It stretched from Pink/Victoria Secret entrance to the Queen St. entrance (where you cross the street to go to The Bay.)

I find one of the staff people and ask him where the back of the line was, and he points to it and tells me “You can’t join it. You’re too late. We’ve cut it off.” And I feel sort of numb and idiotic (numbiotic). He tells me people have been lining up since 5 am, like 1- that was an option and 2- that was sane. And he doesn’t allow me to even line up, just in case. I had brought a magazine. I was prepared to wait. And the place was crawling with security, from the Jays and also the Toronto Police, so I didn’t feel comfortable not doing what he told me.

I also didn’t argue, “Don’t you know who I am?” which always works well.

I felt uncomfortable and they were really aggressively going after people they suspected were trying to cut in line. I said hi to my friend Liz, who made it in line, and we both remarked that the whole vibe was weird. People were mad. Kids were upset. There was that kid in his Bautista beard that was denied. And this wasn’t right before the event started. This was hours.

I heard that later people were allowed to join the line, the signing went on a little longer and Bautista gave a trip to a guy who was one behind the cut off at the end of the event, which makes me feel even more strangely bitter about it.  Not because someone got a vacation (although that would’ve been fine, I guess), but because there was no clear boundaries. Rules changed.

And this is a terrible insight into my mind, but I don't like being able to see how bad something is, knowing how to change it and having no power to do anything about it.

Why the Jays insist on planning things so poorly, I’m not sure. They should start by not having the two most famous players on the same ticket plus the new local kid. Especially not in that venue. That’s just a recipe for idiocy and the event being crazy. They really seemed to piss off as many people as they made happy. That's not a good ratio.

Send Dickey with the other two pitchers to one location, and Bautista and Pompey to another. Have people choose. Have one in downtown Toronto and one in, I dunno, Mississauga. It would've been less crazy, fewer disappointed fans and more people seen.

I almost thought that there shouldn’t be a signing in Toronto for the Winter Tour because Toronto gets served in that sense during the summer. Have the players go to Hamilton or other spots in Southern Ontario. I know they went to London (the one time I wasn’t in London last winter), which I think is good. I would also put some sort of parameters on the thing, and not just vaguely say “First come, first serve.” 5 am should not be an option. It was dark and -15.

It should be, “Fans can start lining up at 8 am and we are taking the first 500.” Or whatever number.

So people can have some sort of idea, and aren’t set up for disappointment. They could arrive, see the number of people and have some idea. The Jays could tweet something like "We're at 350 people" so people would know to not even leave their house.  It’s about managing expectations.

The Winter Tour is a great idea. The boys wearing matching toques, drinking Tim Horton’s coffee and eating snacks out of the little brown bags from Tim’s while  sitting next to a Mountie was so Canadian, it was crazy. They just needed someone playing Chilliwack.

It's such a stupid thing to be disappointed about. But I am. And it sucks.

I'm going to write about the Jays maybe being in on Shields and some of the other pitching options tomorrow. And also maybe about Daniel Norris' hair.
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Wednesday, 7 January 2015

I Got a Rocket in My Pocket


It's been a while. As I'm almost finished gorging myself on a tin of Quality Street, I figured it's time to shake off the holiday stupor and actually address some issues.

Happy New Year. I hope the holiday season was at least tolerable and trending towards awesome.

I hope Mark Buehrle decorated his dogs.


I had a few half thought out posts in the last month or so. One was addressing Melky Cabrera being signed by the White Sox. I've come to terms with it, but I was a little salty about it at the time.



So I’m one of those “Saunders trade is great and all, but sign Melky” people. I discussed this over Twitter and I got lectured by dudes. A lot. You may look down on me as someone who doesn’t believe in numbers or something. You might lump me in with some that are sort of dumb on “Not Drunk Jays Fans” but I don’t really care. 

I wanted Melky Cabrera in the lineup. Hitting second, between the Josés. They had a good thing going there offensively last season before Melky was injured. I don’t believe in just substituting Player X for Player Y- as they actually have to play the games. I like that Melky is a switch hitter. I like that he’s a professional hitter, one that just knows what he’s doing. I like that he said he wanted to play in Toronto, to stay, because they gave him a shot after his drug suspension. Loyalty means something to me, as cheesy as that may sound to some of you.  

Seeing that Cabrera only signed a three year deal with the White Sox after all the Jays writers tapped their keyboards like crazy saying that he’d only go for a five year deal made me roll my eyes. I wanted depth and to spend some cash to keep some depth. I’ve never understood the obsession some have with the payroll, other than maybe thinking about it makes certain fans feel like they are somehow involved. 

Everyone who says “Oh, they have enough” can shut up. Stack the lineup. Make it a lineup that allows for no breaks for pitchers. Depth was a major issue last year and the Jays have not done much (yet) to address it. They need another starter. They need a second baseman. They need bullpen arms. 

Saunders might work out just fine in left field. He’ll probably hit better in the Rogers Centre. He is better defensively than Melky, but left field is never really a defensive superpower position. Saunders is hurt a lot and has had similar issues to Brett Lawrie in staying healthy. I really hope Saunders makes Seattle’s GM eat crow.  It always bothers me when GMs publicly question a player's work ethic in the media. It's déclassé. Tony LaRussa doing that to my favourite Scott Rolen was basically the end of any sort of respect I had for LaRussa. 

WAR is great, but it's not a crystal ball. No one has a crystal ball. So stop lecturing me like you do. 

See? Salty. And I wrote in French. 

Moving on. Randy Johnson, John Smoltz, Craig Biggio and Pedro Martinez were all elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame. 

I suspect the hat situation will break down like this:

Smoltz- Braves. Maddux + Glavine + Smoltz = Braves in the 90s. No doubt. 

Biggio- Astros (it would be odd otherwise, as he only played for the Astros. Speaking of the Astros, Lana Berry wrote about an Astros event for women that sounds terribly awesome. It's from 2013, but it's depressingly still relevant. )

Johnson is a little more complicated. He probably had his best years with the Diamondbacks and won the World Series with them, but a lot of people associate him with Seattle. I mostly associate him with being really tall, killing that bird and then hilariously making a dead bird the logo for his photography project. Johnson's work is really beautiful, by the way. 

And Pedro Martinez is going to be wearing a Red Sox hat. Martinez remains one of the most interesting people ever to play the game and I think his speech is going to be epic. When Pedro started broadcasting last year, I wondered why it took so long for it to happen. 

Jonah Keri did an epic podcast with Pedro last summer. 



The early aughts were good baseball times. I mean, when was the last time an old guy was tossed in a playoff game?



And because he played in New England, Pedro also did commercials with guys in lobster suits.



John McDonald announced his retirement from baseball today and I got a little emotional. The guy is just the best. I used to love how Roy Halladay used to request JMac for his starts. I think about that whenever that random dude on Twitter tells me that pitchers can't induce double plays.

I once had a disagreement with someone over Twitter about JMac. This person was not a fan. And that is basically all you need to know about that person. It's an asshole litmus test.

   

 Many shared this video about the Father's Day homer, which is magic. Absolute magic.


           

 “We had talked about the type of player I am before I came back, the fact that I don’t hit a lot of home runs,” McDonald recalled, his voice quivering. “He said, ‘Hit your next one for me.’ “ 


My heart. 




The reaction is perfect. It's outrage about playing the game the "right way"- not in the way the media uses it that only seems to apply to white dudes, but outrage at one of the best players ever to play the game resorting to ridiculousness. That face is the face of outrage towards complete bullshit.

John McDonald took the gifts he had and perfected them to a point that, despite the flaws in his game, baseball simply couldn't deny him.


Finally, Dalton Pompey had an earworm that proved he is actually truly Canadian. He had a song in his head- he described "mmmm" sounds and that it sounded like a Puffy/Mase song from the late 90s.

I tried- I recognized the gist of it from his Vine.
Most of us were useless. Someone finally guessed it. I heard this song so often in late high school. It doesn't sound like Puff Daddy at all, Dalton.

It's Saukrates, kid. It's pure Toronto in 2000.


You frontin' like I ain't 'bout to knock it.
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Saturday, 29 November 2014

Mind. Blown.



So, I feel weird. Shocked.

It appears instead of wrestling people over deals at the mall and finding an excellent price on big screen TVs, Billy Beane was shopping bodies.

The Blue Jays traded Brett Lawrie (and other bodies, including Sean Nolin) to Oakland for Josh Donaldson.

So much for a Canadian/Dominican co-production.

I like Lawrie a lot. He makes insane plays, his energy is something and he was charming when I met him. Thinking about him talking enthusiastically about having Martin and Pompey join him on "Canada's Team" a few weeks ago seems quaint now. I have trouble looking for pictures of the boy to include. I heard hilarious pep talk stories he gave teenagers at Baseball Canada events. Not the type of pep talks you might expect.

Oakland is talented team and Lawrie might thrive there. The stadium is a dump but San Francisco is a nice place to live. He can hang out with people at Google.

There was a little ballyhoo about Lawrie playing some 2nd and how he might not have liked it all that much. My thought was he's a great athlete, he used to play that position and he also doesn't really get to make that call. Lawrie backed away from statements and said he'd play wherever for the team.

There might be more concern about Lawrie's obliques than the Jays said publicly. And sure enough, right after I write that sentence, this appears:

Sometimes you just make assumptions about your team. You get used to the idea of having certain guys in certain spots and you just assume certain Canadian fireballs are going to stay. But it's a business and AA is looking to win. Now. His job depends on it. He has to pay off that Honda. 

As for the new guy, per Stoeten:

7.7 and 6.4. 
Those are Donaldson’s WAR totals in each of the last two years, according to the FanGraphs version of the metric. He was first and second (by 0.2) among MLB third basemen in those years respectively. He hit 24 and 29 home runs — in Oakland. He walks at an above average rate. He plays tremendous defence (UZR of 15.5 in 2014, DRS of +20). He put up a 147 wRC+ in 2013, and a 129 this year.

I guess he'll do. He's a few years older and has "broken out" as opposed to  " maybe about to break out." He's under control for four years, which is exactly the kind contract AA likes. Control gets him going.

Also, Donaldson, like Martin, is a guy who's been on a playoff team. Jose Bautista is a great many things, but he's never been on a playoff team.  It all plays in to the idea that AA is in it to win it.

I don't think Donaldson is in this picture (he's got a generic white boy look, and Oakland has it's fair share. They had great hair last year) but I just enjoy it.


Speaking of hair, Donaldson appears to  favour a faux hawk/rat tail combination.

His dad spent most of Donaldson's childhood in prison and didn't see his kid play baseball until 2013. In that game, his kid had two hits in three at bats, walking twice, with a homer, a double and three runs batted in, in a 9-8 Athletics win.

His dad's name is Levon. I've got Elton John in my head. That song was written about Levon Helm, btw.


Plus,

“I have definitely watched thousands of hours of Bautista hitting,” Donaldson said. “Bob Melvin actually had to stop me from watching him. He said, ‘Hey, I want you to be your own guy.’ ”


And then,

Now they can swap recipes and braid each other's hair.



Read this, cause Ian from Blue Jay Hunter gets cited. Like a boss.


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Wednesday, 19 November 2014

Whispers



Ah yes. Whispers.

Go read this:

Sometime around the Grady Little/Pedro Martinez situation in 2003, I was watching baseball with my dad. He saw the discussion between the two and as Little sauntered back to the dugout (and his eventual unemployment),  my dad said, “Why is he even asking him? Every guy worth his salt is going to say, ‘Yeah, skip. I’m good.’ So asking him is idiotic. The manager should know before he even goes out there.”

Dickey should be having discussions with Gibbons about being pulled. That doesn't mean Gibbons shouldn't be pulling him. But having a high opinion of your own abilities is the mark of a competitive pitcher. It’s up to Gibbons to manage that. Managing big egos is the deal with being a big league manager.

I don’t care that Dickey is a loner. I don’t care that Stroman goes to Buehrle for advice. I’m not Dickey’s friend or his wife or his mom. I’m not working with him. I would like to discuss books with him, but I'd be ok if he didn't want to be buds.

I say this as an introvert. I have sometimes been accused of being aloof or snobby or dumb (because silent equals stupid.) And I’m kind of sick of people assuming that this is some kind of character flaw- that not being chummy with everyone or an open book is a terrible thing. Or that I have low self esteem or think my ideas are terrible because I don`t always voice them (this was especially true as a teenager.)

Dickey’s history might suggest a person who is slow to trust. Or who doesn't trust at all. It’s very common. I loved his book. He doesn't come off like a cuddly person, but I’m ok with that. I just think he’s fascinating.

He's also cheap and pitches 200 innings.

Since we are all so fond of whispering- I’ll relay some whispers that I've heard. That a certain long time broadcaster is not so great to work with and that’s why a smooth voiced former catcher went elsewhere and a more amusing than expected pitcher followed suit soon after- though the official reason was to be “closer to home.” Sources sourcing sources.  So the source of this Dickey opinion amused me greatly.

For the record, Ian is a mensch. The menschiest mensch of all the mensches. So go read his blog.
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Monday, 17 November 2014

Notes from an Offseason (So far)

Life sped up on me through the end of the regular season and this space is neglected. The first real snow fall is outside, meaning now is as good a time as any to write about baseball.

The last game of the regular season was bittersweet- Casey Janssen, who has been a Jay longer than I've had this blog, tipped his hat to the Toronto crowd for likely the last time. It's like he's growing up.

I thought it was totally cheap that they didn't put Colby Rasmus in the field or to pinch hit in the final game, also likely his last as a Jay. Rasmus is a special little snowflake, had a down year after a career year in 2013 and might've been on the shit list for one infraction or another.  But every time I went to the Rogers Centre over the past few seasons, I've always seen a tonne of Rasmus jerseys. I just think people liked him- for being a basset hound of a human being with flashes of brilliance.

Look at him take a selfie:


And also this....



He's one of a kind. And I hope he finds happiness. 



I watched the post season intently, though it was completely ignored here. The two Wild Card games were the best advertisement for the second Wild Card imaginable. The Oakland/Kansas City game was a nail biter that began to feel a little like a hostage situation (but with more bunting.) And the Pittsburgh/San Francisco game was so one sided, it was sort of boring, despite (or maybe because) of the extreme dominance of Madison Bumgarner. That performance was just a hint of what was to come, a show of dominance on the competition that was the stuff of legends. I was cheering for Kansas City in the World Series, but no one had an answer for Mad Bum. And the even year magic for the San Francisco Giants continues. I also really enjoyed the fact that the truck awarded to the WS MVP was subject to a recall. It's the little things. 



Adam Lind, the other Blue Jay from the first age of Gibbons, was traded to Milwaukee. I like that dude- I liked that he was so chill, I liked that he married a girl from Scarborough, I liked his beard and I liked how he ran like an energetic 10 year old.  We'll always have 2009, Adam.

Anthony Gose was traded to Detroit. I believe I tweeted "Damn it" often when he was at the plate. He seems like a nice kid though, and should have a good time in Detroit's massive outfield. Jays got 2nd base prospect type Devon Travis. I've read a bit on the kid, and I don't really know what to think about him. As Stoeten puts it,

 "The Jays, apparently, just dealt for a below-average/average/above-average defensive second baseman who will win batting titles/hit like Altuve/be a .280 hitter with 10-12 HR power/be unable to adjust to big league pitching with his unorthodox swing mechanics."



I'd also like to pour one out for Drunk Jays Fans at the Score. I don't know what's going on over there, other than they seem to be dumping some content creators. I first found Drunk Jays Fans through Google. Parkes had written a piece linking to my piece about not booing Josh Towers and saying that I should date Bergkamp, who also had non-hostile feelings towards Josh Towers. And I had the odd sensation that strangers read my writing and I thought "Who are these assholes?" 

They were the other big dog besides the Tao of Stieb in the nascent Blue Jays blogging scene that was developing. If this scene was the Rat Pack, as the Tao of Stieb put it, I'd be the Angie Dickinson. We were blogspots. It was before Twitter. It was crazy. 

Stoeten is now writing at andrewstoeten.com. It isn't, as I first thought, stoeten.com.  I was a little confused and thought for a moment he was writing in Dutch about boats, that he was really branching out. But, no. Still baseball. Still English. 

Now maybe Stoeten will follow me on Twitter again. 

What else is happening? Let me think. Oh, wait. 



I had this feeling earlier in October that I wanted some sort of Canadian/Dominican co-production making up the Blue Jays (American pitchers are fine.) I have this dream that Missisauga native Dalton Pompey is actually ready for the big leagues and blossoms here. And thought, off hand, "Martin would be nice, rounded out with a healthy Lawrie." 

I understand the naysayers about this deal (there are always naysayers about any big deal.) Martin will be 36 when the deal is done. Catchers don't always age well. But he handles pitchers like a dream and frames the hell out of a pitch.  His middle name is Coltrane. I've got stars in my eyes.

I'm excited. So is Brett Lawrie. Listen to him talk a mile a minute about it. 


He's very pro Canada, very pro Pompey and very pro Martin. "Let's rock!" Seriously, Lawrie packs a million words in a sentence. I imagine him speeding down the highway, screaming into an ear piece.

Here's AJ Burnett stealing a throw down to second from Martin. 



Also, 

Miller did say he wanted to stay in the AL East.

And then!

2014 offseason > 2013 offseason.
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Thursday, 25 September 2014

Had It Going



The Jays are mathematically out of it, rather than just out of it in theory/opinion, but they also made sure that Seattle is pretty much out of it, too. They've beaten the Mariners in the first three games of this series in spectacular fashion.

I know many are saying this is all meaningless, but it has meaning to me. Mostly because it's fun. And after watching the Orioles clinch the East vs the Jays last week, fun is a nice change.

I don't know if being almost there, but not is better than being out of it by July but it certainly was more stressful.

They pounded the Mariners 14-4 in the opening game. Jose Bautista, consistent with his fantastic season, had a fantastic game. He went 3 for 3 with a homer, made a great catch and threw Logan Morrison out trying to stretch a single. Look at all the skills. 

Bautista, without much fanfare, has put up an MVP calibre season and I expect to see a few votes go his way. Mike Trout, on an Angels team that has the league's best record, likely has it in the bag, but Bautista is in the conversation. As FanGraphs put it:

"It’s Michael Brantley without the baserunning, basically. Or, if you prefer, it’s Jose Abreu while also playing a more important defensive position. Bautista has been mostly overlooked because we’ve gotten used to him putting up .400 weighted on base averages on non-contending teams, but he remains one of the game’s very best hitters, and he’s not a big negative on the field or the bases. He might not be the best hitter in baseball anymore, but he’s still one of the best players in the sport."

Felix Hernandez pitched in the second game, and the Jays handed him the worst inning of his entire career. Highlight of the inning was Dalton Pomepy's first big league homer.

“I was kind of in shock for a moment,” Pompey said of the home run off Hernandez. “I’ve played with that guy in video games. So to think that I just hit a home run off of him was pretty crazy.”

He looked for a pitch up in the zone and got one. It's been an amazing season for Dalton Pompey and I really hope that the local boy is for real. He could be a big star here. Arden Zwelling writes about Pompey's rise. 

“Every game that goes by I feel more comfortable. I feel better and better about myself. I feel like I belong,” Pompey says. “I’m still trying to adjust to these pitchers. So it’s nice to be in there every day.”

And yesterday, in one of my favourite games of the season, Mark Buehrle got to 200 innings pitched for the 14th consecutive season.  Buehrle made his 461st consecutive start without a stint on the disabled list which is the longest streak in the Majors.

"I think it's going to mean more at the end of the season, knowing I accomplished it again," Buehrle said. "I think when I had two or three starts in a row I had three innings, four innings, mixed a six-inning game in there, I kind of, I don't want to say gave up, I said, 'Hey it's not going to happen.' I did the math and said I have eight starts, I need so many innings, I didn't like my chances. It means a lot because I put this goal on myself in Spring Training."

I felt bad for Taijuan Walker, rookie Mariners pitcher, who matched Buehrle pitch for pitch until the 8th, when Goins hit a bloop which scored Kawasaki from first. It was a classic pitcher's duel that lasted under two hours.

"He had it going," Mariners manager Lloyd McClendon said of Buehrle. "He's a veteran guy that knows what he's doing. He's got great touch and feel. He had the cutter going in, good changeup, breaking ball, mixed it all. That was vintage Buehrle."

Yep. Vintage Buehrle.

I don't know if you've heard, but Derek Jeter is retiring. I won't be surprised if you haven't heard, as it has barely been talked about. He plays his final game in New York tonight, likely with little fanfare. Here are some private photos, but likely not the type of private photos like Justin Verlander's that were circling a few weeks ago. The photos are taken by Canadian photographer Christopher Anderson.

But I want to give a shout out to one of my favourite ball players who is also calling it a career. Paul Konerko is maybe the most underrated in MLB and I've always liked him.

Here is his message to Chicago White Sox fans.


Also, it seems the White Sox think the "Man in White" moved to Detroit. Sale, calm yourself. You'll pull something.

Do you want to see a Lil' Uribe dancing in the Dodger celebration? Yes, of course you do.

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Wednesday, 3 September 2014

Rolling Well


Great game at the Trop or THE GREATEST GAME AT THE TROP?

This place is normally a house of horrors for the Jays, but last night had a little bit of everything good.

Dickey, knuckler dancing, two hitting the Rays over seven innings, followed by Sanchez (a knuckle ball followed by a 98 mph sinking fastball is hilarious) and then Redmond to close it out. A homer with Danny smiles, a homer with Reyes smiles and a pinch hit Navarro homer, cause why the hell not? And millions of hands to high five. And some audible "Let's go, Blue Jays!" among the twelve people who showed up to the game.

I don't know these people that said the homers were a bad thing, but they sound like jerks.

“Timely hitting, couple of home runs,” Dickey said. “We took extra bases, a lot of excitement, we pitched well. Yeah, it reminded me a lot of May when we were rolling well and everybody was contributing, which is a fun environment.”

I got into a Twitter talk re. Dickey last night, and I’ll re-iterate. I pretty much find Dickey fascinating and not much is going to deter me from wanting to have an extended conversation about books with him (you lived the dream, Stacey.) I don't care about his “pitching face” or that he seems crabby on the mound (impatience and eye rolling or whatever) or separate on the bench. People are allowed to be introverts or idiosyncratic or weird. I am those things.

And pitchers are often total jerks on the mound. I’d rather a guy be angry than sulk. But mostly I don't care.  These guys are proud and competitive. I don't think Thole is put upon. Some of my favourite Alan Ashby stories were the ones where Nolan Ryan was hilariously mean to him.

And as Wilner pointed out, Dickey's been pretty great, in his way.

Knuckleballs are capricious animals and I'm going to defend the dude. Especially when he is two hitting the Rays.

Dalton Pompey made his MLB debut last night as a pinch runner.

“When I think back to when I got drafted, I didn’t really know if I was going to make it to the big leagues or not,” said the native of Mississauga, Ont. “Now I’m here and all my friends back home are like, ‘Man, we’re going to see you [at the Rogers Centre] in like a week!’ It’s just unbelievable.”

On Rasmus sitting tonight when he's 4-11 vs Archer. I don’t know what that's about. Is he still sick? Is he on the shit list?  I just don’t know. There are a lot of outfielders running around now, and maybe the Jays are focusing on the future rather than the probable-past.

I love the kid, but I fear his time with us is almost up.

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Tuesday, 2 September 2014

Assorted Thoughts

Remember when this was the most discussed picture of Verlander and Upton? I mean, magenta pants? MAGENTA WITH A SHEEN?



So I looked. They were not hard to find. They are awesome pictures. It looks like a good time and they enjoy each other. They look happy. And very naked. When I first heard the two were together, it felt like the law of nature made manifest. He’s been one of the best pitchers for the Tigers. She’s a supermodel from Michigan. And also a blonde, very American supermodel, in the Christie Brinkley mode. Another type of model would seem all wrong with someone like Verlander. It’s just so sporty.

I didn’t get the big deal about the pics- I mean, the naked aspects of them. I got the big deal about the stealing. I’ve seen many, many European actresses naked in films and also many models naked in magazines (fashion ones, not porn ones) and these weren’t any more extreme. I saw more of Verlander’s former teammate Prince Fielder in the ESPN Body Issue earlier this year (though that had better lighting and makeup. Fluorescent lighting is friend to no one.) We all saw more of Jose Bautista in that magazine the year before. And you know, boobs are boobs.

But then I thought about it. And I realized the big deal with the pictures is not the nakedness but the choice. Upton and Verlander chose to be naked together (awesome) and chose to capture that nakedness with their smartphones (cool.) But they didn’t choose to share those pictures of their naked together times with all of us (unfortunately) but instead had them stolen by jerks (asshole jerks.) And now not only has their personal information been hacked (we don’t know what kind of breach this was- are there phone numbers out there and is credit information involved? Apparently, it's an iCloud breach) but they also have to deal with people making comments and judgments about their naked together times and their bodies, when it looks like it’s two consenting adults having a private good time. I've read some of those comments. Not so many shared my sentiments of "hey look how happy they are!"

So I’m sorry I looked and violated their privacy. And I’m sorry we live in a society where healthy adult sexuality is seen as a commodity that needs to be stolen and displayed for judgement and derision. I hope these people get charged (the Scarlett Johansson phone hacker got ten years) and I hope everyone affected goes back to having healthy, sexy good times (in private, if that’s how they want it.) Because they don’t deserve the shame they are getting.


ETA- to all the people saying that Verlander is a "secondary" victim or a collateral victim- that's his ass, too and some suspect it could his iCloud that was hacked (apparently athletes are terrible at passwords.) So let's not completely dismiss Verlander being wronged here.

So anyway, baseball. Derek Jeter and the Yankees rolled in for a weekend series of struggling to remain relevant and were nice enough to lose two of three to the Jays. Jeter got an all expense paid trip to Banff in a castle (including cooking and mixology lessons) and a nice chunk of cash for his charity. Jeter thinks Halladay was tough. 

 Bautista has hit five homers in the last five games. It's a shame he's so "selfish". What a terrible human who brings no joy to any of us.

Buehrle started out well on Friday until the wheels fell off in the later innings. Buehrle might just be getting old.

September call-ups happened- Morrow! Norris! Hometown boys Pompey and Kottaras ! Brand new and almost new toys!

Brett Lawrie was transferred to the 60-day DL, so that's the end of his season. I think the Jays need to stop leaving this kid to his own devices. His workout routines might be too extreme and it's making his sides go crazy. The key to Lawrie's success is going to be learning to balance that crazy energy he's got (which is a plus) and to focus it so things don't get ripped up. Get him to meditate or something.
Blue Jays Plus wrote more about Lawrie and his obliques. 


Casey Janssen just hasn't been the same since he went to the Dominican at the All Star Break. He tells John Lott that the food poisoning isn't an excuse for his poor performance.

Athletes have this stubbornness when it comes to these things- when is it an excuse and when is it just a fact? Admitting that getting sick and losing eight pounds in a day or two might just be the cause. And that's ok. It's just something you need to work with.

Also, who goes to the Dominican (who isn't Dominican) for two days in the middle of summer? Questionable behaviour.

August is over. It was awful. I want a hot September. I want to make it hell for the rest of the league and insanely fun for us.
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Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Sad Baseball is Sad

Just when I think rock bottom has happened, they somehow find a new level. Great, merciful crap. That game. I didn't even watch it. For the first time, I followed along entirely on Twitter. So I just had to visualize the monster homer Mike Napoli hit off Sergio Santos that now haunts my dreams. I still haven't seen highlights. My imagination was bad enough.

After the Red Sox scored seven runs in extras, the Jays, just torture us, score three. There is nothing wrong with scoring three, other than it further emphasized that they were terrible with RISP last night and could've totally used those runs to win the stupid game when it was tied in the 9th.

I got so annoyed at John Farrell for IBB Edwin Encarnacion last night in the 9th when the game was tied. I was like "You are so far out of it, this win is meaningless. You won the World Series last year, you selfish bastard." Well, it's getting pretty meaningless for the Jays. August has been terrible, and though the Jays have hovered around .500 for most of the time I've written this blog, .500 feels like getting drop kicked in the face.


Ian, the Blue Jay Hunter, captured it all. (Seriously, go read his blog. It rules.)




The black cloud even got to this one:


Monkeys never cramp, but boys cry.

I don't know why Casey Janssen can no longer have shut down innings. Maybe the baseball gods are punishing him for going to the Dominican in July. He's just not been the same. Maybe he barfed up the season. Santos, who poured gasoline on Janssen's tire fire last night, got DFA'd.

It's gotten to a point that newspaper comments on articles online feature theories that Gibbons doesn't have a disciplined dugout because the players smile during the national anthems. And @MLB is tweeting about the push for the post season featuring the Yankees and Orioles.

It's all just so sad. Maybe we should all just go hang out in Buffalo. 

“That is such a fun group down there. That kind of saved me a little bit. Everybody in that clubhouse, it’s just a fun group of guys. They’re relaxed," said Santos. "Honestly, I think that’s why they’re playing so well, is because they have that big carefree mentality, and so it makes baseball fun again.”

It can be fun?
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Monday, 25 August 2014

Almost, But Not Quite



I wrote all day at my job today, so I'm basically out of sentences.

But a few need to be written about the Bautista thing. Or THE BAUTISTA INCIDENT, if you prefer.

It was major bad form for Bautista to get so worked up and get himself tossed. The strike zone was stupid, but the strike zone is usually stupid. Pointing out that a person is shit at their job is never a wise strategy.

At the bottom of the 10th, I was praying to the Baseball Sanity gods that Reimold would do something to at least score that run at third. Not just because it would've tied the game, but because I knew plenty of idiots would come out and everyone would have to have a big discussion about how Bautista failed society. And I get drawn into black holes like this. 

So maybe I'm giving Bautista "a free pass" by writing what I'm about to write, but this is just how I see it.

Bautista being up in his usual spot in the 10th would've been very useful, but it really shouldn't have gotten to that point. Basic, decent baseball would've won that game. Reimold screwed up in right field in extras. It was a routine catch that nine times out of ten he makes. The Jays had a guy on third in the 10th with less than two outs. Reyes and Cabrera needed to step up and score that run.

Bautista is their best player and by many accounts, a leader on this team. But he's also allowed to have a shit day. The short fuse he has displayed in the past has really been a non-factor all season. Bautista has been a lot better in that regard, and people should maybe give him more credit.

The thing that really irritates me about the outrage of this is that I know if he didn't show that kind of fire, he'd get variations of the "lazy/entitled/spoiled/ indifferent" label that gets lobbed at players of colour all the time. Has a Latin player ever been described as "gritty"?

He's also, rather quietly, having one of the best seasons of his career. Bautista's fire and his high standards are part of what drives him. This guy is one of the best players this team has ever had, and I think it's unfair to dump on him after a screw up. This purgatory of "almost, but not quite" is terrible to witness, so it's also likely terrible to play in.

Maybe Bautista's team should bail him out for once. He's done plenty of the heavy lifting.

In other news that made this loss irritating: Drew Hutchison pitched a really good game and he did it at home, which, for whatever reason, he hasn't been able to do very often. Also, the Cubs swept the Orioles over the weekend, so some ground could've been made up.  The division is the key to the playoffs.

Also, to people in various corners saying that "Garbage Clowns" is mean. Mean is having to listen to the Garbage Clowns talk their idiotic spiels of nonsense. Accept that you are clowns and also garbage, Garbage Clowns. Stop trying to trade Encarnacion and Bautista, who are on two of the friendliest contracts in baseball for the next two seasons. Just stop.

Finally, from Jake, in the DJF comments:

Quick comment on those who are quick to say Bautista is a selfish piece of shit for being ejected…..not that it’s related, but—->my daughter was picked as part of Jr Jays starting lineup, you know when little kids get to stand next to the players during the anthems. Well she got to stand next to Jose….and he engaged her and talked to her the entire time, while the other players showed little interest in the kids they stood next to, or so it seemed. He didn’t have to talk to her, but he was genuine and clearly cared about her experience. Maybe it’s nothing, but maybe not. All I’m saying is we’re awfully quick to judge when it’s something negative happening, but overlook some of the more important positive things. Let’s not forget Jose took EE under his wing and helped him (how much? who fucking knows) become the player he is today…..
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Friday, 15 August 2014

"That's Throwing like a Girl"


West Coast baseball is sort of terrible because it completely throws my schedule off, and occasionally I sleep through the final innings. Drifting off during Wednesday's game, I knew, somehow, that the score was going to remain 2-0 and Dickey was once again going to get screwed out of offence. I woke up the next morning, just knowing the score was 2-0.

There is this anti-Dickey sentiment that hangs over this team, coming not just out of the fringe crazies but from the mainstream media (which is perhaps feeding the fringe crazies, to encourage them to click and share deliriously.) Richard Griffin of the Toronto Star posted an article in which he writes:  “Dickey overall did not pitch poorly, but once again, as has been the case with all of the Jays starters, he did not pitch well enough to win.”

Back it up there, Griff. He went six innings and gave up two runs. Dickey struggled a bit, but he did manage to make pitches when he needed to and get out of jams. It was a crafty performance. If a pitcher pitches late into the game and gives up three or fewer runs, I think he's pitched well enough to win. Any decent offence should be able to scratch out two or three runs. I'm not arguing that the Jays are currently a great offensive team, but I definitely wouldn't hang that on the pitcher.

No pitcher is going to go out there and throw a perfect game, and throwing the idea that that is possible is doing a disservice to the already alarmingly ignorant fan base.

Just re-read this  and roll with it.

The bigger problem was that the offence left a village on base. They struggled mightily with the concept of getting the big hit.



Hopefully, the return of Edwin Encarnacion will help overcome that struggle. I really can't express how happy I am he's returned.

“He looks fine,” Buffalo manager Gary Allenson told Mike Harrington of the Buffalo News on Thursday morning. “I think the determining factor really is how much they need his bat in the lineup right now.

“Is he 100% healthy? I don’t really know. Maybe not. But that’s not going to be the point right now. Getting that bat in the lineup that drives in the runs is what you need. They haven’t been swinging the bats too good or scoring many runs up there. It’s obviously a big bat they need.”

Maybe not?

Gose is down for EE. No, I don't know why. Options?

A massive shout out to the Jays fans who made the pilgrimage down to Seattle from the West Coast and who clearly don't dislike the late games as much as I do. You made your presence felt and annoyed some Seattle fans on Twitter. This guy from Seattle wrote about this last year. He doesn't get it.




“It’s just crazy . . . it’s like the support of the fans is all across Canada,”  Marcus Stroman said. “I forget that you literally have a whole country rooting for you. I think when I’m in Toronto, I think we only have Toronto fans. But we’re not just a normal city, we have the whole of Canada rooting for us. It shows you how many fans are truly behind you and are keeping in touch with the Blue Jays and how many fans are hoping that we can get to the playoffs and win.”

On the subject of silly journalists, a couple of choice tweets from Jon Morosi this afternoon:


There were a lot of follow up tweets asking Morosi to send this info to AA, citing Jose Bautista's comments and the record. Yeah, I'm sure Anthopoulos is just waiting for that call, being totally unaware of the idea of upgrades. Also, I wish people would actually have read Bautista's full quote, because it does not come off as petulant and dissatisfied as the little pieces that were quoted heavily in the press.

I'm a big believer in the psychological aspects of the game (as I also believe in those things in life) but I'm not sure it actually works the way Morosi implies. Morosi is basically saying that the players acquired have not been great, but their very existence has inspired the Mariners to reach new heights.

Or, maybe the Mariners just got hot. They do have the best pitcher in the American League.

It reminds of the remarks Buck Martinez and Pat Tabler were making about the Yankees a few weeks ago. According to them, the Yankees are playing extra hard to make it into the playoffs for Derek Jeter.

A new commissioner was elected to the MLB. Rob Manfred is replacing the retiring Bud Selig. This tweet from Wendy Thurm sums up my feelings pretty well:
It's interesting that Paul Beeston was against the choice. I don't know what that implies. Maybe Manfred wears socks with his loafers.


Finally, the Little League World Series is happening. The star of the tournament has been Mo'ne Davis, a pitcher for the Taney Dragons out of Philadelphia. She's the 18th girl to play in the tournament's history.

She's 13 years old. And has a 70 mph fastball.

She's a bad ass. And I love her.

On being a girl in the tournament:

"Probably like a couple of years from now, there'll be a lot of girls here, and then it won't be just like all boys, so they'll have to build like another dorm for girls, so it'll be a huge impact if more girls start playing," she said.

On her roll as a pitcher:

"I mean, if it wasn't for my team, we wouldn't really be here right now," she said. "It's not just about me, like I can't fill all nine positions or bat all nine times, so you just have to see the whole reason why we're here is because we work well together and we work as a team."

From her teammate:

"She is the only girl on our team, but we don't really think of her as a girl until she starts telling us all what to do, and then we're like, oh yeah," said center fielder Kai Cummings, 12.

From her coach, Alex Rice:

"You won't see her fall apart on the mound," said Rice. "You can't get to her. It's a real poised group, and she's at the head of it."

She also gave this choice quote:

"Throwing 70 miles an hour," she said. "That's throwing like a girl."


"What about a you know, typically, uh, I don't know, more female friendly sport, like soccer? No?"

She led her team to the Little League World Series. But yeah, maybe she should try soccer.

I mean, people who do this:



should not be discouraged.

Oh, and she also challenged Clayton Kershaw to a pitch off (as you do.) 

His answer:
“Hey Mo'ne, just wanted to say congratulations on making it Williamsport. That's awesome, such a cool thing for you to get to do. Such a fun opportunity and I heard you're ready for a pitch off. I don't know exactly what that means, but I'm prepared. I'm ready for whenever you can make it out to LA, just let me know.”

Get Vin Scully to call it, and it'd be THE. BEST. THING.EVER.

RIP Robin Williams. (in a baseball context.)


I just love his line reading on "So, you're the one." 
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Monday, 11 August 2014

19 Innings : Fun is Winning and Winning is Fun


That series had everything about baseball packed into three games. Great defense (hi Colby), horrible defense. Great bullpen pitching and three blown saves. Great starting pitching, bad starting pitching. Replays and calls overturned late in the game. Homers and small ball. Dickey looking like he had been kicked in the stomach (Friday, post blown save) to Dickey kissing Bautista (Sunday, post 19th inning walkoff,single.)


Three 1-run games. You can't tell me the Jays in the playoffs would be boring, MLB, because it just won't be. You can't tell me this isn't a baseball town, because Toronto packed the house.

“It was a club celebration,” Colby Rasmus said. “Everybody was excited, pumped for the win, and I think we were trying to make the environment [about] everybody being happy that we won, not just coming into the locker room and just sitting there.

“Everybody came in having a good time. And I think that’s going to push us to want to win and want to do things right, and just have fun. At the end of the day, fun is winning and winning is fun.”

So

Much

Fun
 This was actually my favourite moment of the game. Mostly because Gibby is such a bad ass in it.

Melky Cabrera is awesome. And had a historic day at the plate.

Got mad hits like he was Rod Carew. (And intentionally walked like Barry Bonds.) 

The only Jay who didn't have a very good day was this guy.


I don't know exactly what's going on (and no, it's not because he sucks) but here is my suspicion. Buehrle gets 200 innings every year, and he has never been on the DL. That's a lot of innings on that arm. He's not a kid anymore and he's probably hit a wall. I'm hoping he can get some down time with the off days, and maybe skip a start. It's rough to watch. 


I believe the thing I was thanking Washington for was his pointing out how hard/terrible the turf is — it was one of those situations like where you can complain about the terrible things your family does or how misbehaved your dog is, but as soon as someone else makes a comment about it, it’s not ok. 

Also, I have no idea how Washington has managed a bullpen lately, but I remember a certain World Series game where Josh Hamilton and Adrian Beltre hit what felt like 50 homers and the bullpen couldn't hold on to any lead. I believe they came within a strike- TWICE!- of winning the whole thing. If you have used your ‘pen to the point that your pitchers can no longer throw a single strike, you have overused those horses. You could almost see the smoke coming out of Nolan Ryan’s ears. 

The Jays fan is a moron. (Way to represent.) Gibbons’ bullpen management tends to be pretty good—I fail to see how it was mismanaged yesterday. Did they not throw more than a complete game of shutout baseball? Like, 15 innings or something insane like that? Chad Jenkins is a long man- he went long. And they didn't have to throw a starter out there. 

Also, the words “Joey Bats” and “swinging like a moron” should never be strung together in a sentence, unless the words “not” or “never” are mixed in. I mean, have some respect.

Respect like this.


h/t to Ian the Blue Jay Hunter. He's the best, guys. 

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Friday, 8 August 2014

The Withering Sighs of Meaningful Baseball.


While that was a frustrating series in many (many) ways, it was maybe not as bad as it seemed. The series loss to the Orioles didn't dent the lead in the standings I would've liked, but looking at the actual numbers that were flashed on screen- hits, runs, homers, various pitching number- the two teams are virtually tied in the season series. Other than the first game, the pitching was great. Two out hits were in abundance in the second game. The Orioles looked okay, but not out of this world. The Colby Rasmus ground rule double that bounced over the wall last night was probably the key moment that made this a series loss rather than a series win. And that's just luck, something the Orioles have buckets of. 

This team just isn't firing on all cylinders like they did earlier in the season. And I'm pretty much exhausted trying to stay positive (or at least, logical) in the face of the frothing masses. 



I've also been attempting to Internet date (which is a whole other story) and Match.com has an option to add your favourite MLB team to your profile. It's a Match/MLB cross promotion so fans of the same teams can have sex with each other, until it becomes awkward and one decides the other needs to die alone. 

See if you can spot the problem: 


I mean, really? There is even a space there. 


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Friday, 1 August 2014

Running in Place: No Moves on Trade Deadline Day


MLB Trade Deadline Day happened yesterday, and it was a busy one.

Boston off loaded pretty much everyone (they've traded away 4 of 5 of their Opening Day starters, leaving Clay Buchholz the last man standing.)

Jon Lester and Johnny Gomes were traded to Oakland for Yoenis Cespedes.
John Lackey was traded to St.Louis for Allan Craig and Joe Kelly.
Andrew Miller went to the Orioles from the Red Sox.

Stephen Drew was switched from Boston for Kelly Johnson from New York (first time those two teams have traded with each other since 1997.)

Yankees also picked up our old buddy Esmil Rogers off of waivers from the Jays.

And David Price went from Tampa to the Tigers in a three way trade also involving the Mariners.

All this happened, and some Blue Jays fans were wondering "What about us?" It turns out, so were some Blue Jays players, as both Casey Janssen and Jose Bautista were vocal about their disappointment. And a few anonymously agreed.


"Obviously, we value our prospects, we value our players, I'm sure the other teams do as well. Maybe they just value the player or the opportunity to get into the playoffs more, "said Bautista. "It takes something to get something, and congratulations to those teams that got those guys."

“You don’t make a move just to make a move, if it’s not going to help your team at all, but at the same time, doing something — even if it’s a small improvement — I think it gives the [clubhouse] some excitement that hey, they’ve got our backs, they’re trying hard, they’re doing everything possible to make this club better,” Janssen said, referring to management and ownership.

I understand the frustration, but the price for the big fish, I can almost guarantee, was Stroman and/or Sanchez, who are currently contributing to the big club.

There was also some talk on Twitter that they were less ornery about Lester and Price, and more about Martin Prado. It was at that point that I wanted to fly to Houston, and yell at them.

Fellas? You have Martin Prado. Except you don't have to pay him as much (saving money for Melky) and he'd prefer if you call him "Danny."

Meet him here.
Nice teeth, Danny.

I mean, seriously. As pointed out by "Chris" in the DJF comments yesterday:

Prado splits
2014 — 270/317/370
2014 (vs LHP) — 338/381/500
Valencia splits
2014 — 277/322/375
2014 (vs LHP) — 343/375/478

Prado is 30 and costs $22 million in the next two seasons
Valencia is 29 and has three arbitration years coming up.

What do they expect to do with Prado when Lawrie comes off the DL?


I agree the Tigers and A's look very scary with their rotations. But they also looked very scary three days ago. Super rotations are often the difference, but not always. The Cardinals and Tigers both had great rotations last year, but fell short of the ultimate prize. As did the 2010 Phillies.  So often the playoffs are about who gets there and then gets hot. Nothing is guaranteed.

What I suggest for all involved: Anthopoulos tries to pick up another starter to bolster the rotation (I'm thinking maybe Cole Hamels, from an oddly silent Phillies) and the players focus on winning the division and become a well-oiled winning machine. The reinforcements came in Stroman, Sanchez, Reimold and Valencia. More are coming when Encarnacion, Lind and Lawrie come off the DL.

Stop wondering "why?" and focus forward.





Pedro was candid, funny and very honest. I want him to adopt Marcus Stroman, and teach him how to be small and nasty. An excerpt:

"Jonah Keri: One [thing] I want to ask you about is, you were talking about the injuries, and pretty much from ’99 on, having to go through that. Take me through a little bit of what you had to do. What were the remedies? How long were you icing your arm? What steps did you have to take to be able to go back on the field every five days?

Pedro Martinez: If you recall, sometimes someone was calling me a prima donna, saying that I was in my own program, saying that I was different. Some media members sometimes come in and see you doing something different that the other guys don’t do. It was working for me, the way I went about my program. At the same time, nobody was my size, nobody was my height, nobody was Pedro Martinez. I’m going to tell you this, because a lot of people sometimes make the wrong judgment, because they don’t understand: The routine I had would take me from five to seven hours daily to actually keep this small-frame body for 18 years live and kicking. It’s not that easy.

I would say, with all due respect to everybody in baseball, to my understanding, this is my own words: Nobody worked harder in this body, to maintain this body for 18 years that I played the game, than I did. I am the one that felt how I worked, I am the one who went to the rehabs I had to do, I was also the one that felt how my body felt. To me, it was the toughest thing to ever do, showing up every day and putting that amount of work on my body in order for me to hold. I wouldn't suggest to anybody my height or my size, or with more abilities, to pick pitching for their career. If you can hit 30 jacks and hit .280, take that road. Don’t go to pitching; it’s really hard to do at 5-foot-11 and 170 pounds. It’s really hard to do, to maintain that for eight, nine months, sometimes, including the playoffs and World Series. It’s not easy year after year with the routine, with the plane ride, with the bad food, and being a bad eater. I was a picky eater, so I had to get milk and cookies sometimes between games and all that. It’s not an easy task."
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