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Friday, May 18, 2012

The Red Birds Arrive and So Does Inter-League Play

This weekend’s Dodgers-Cardinals series should be the showcase of baseball.  A three game series between the top two teams in the National League.  Last year's early season series between the Cards and Dodgers was a couple of blow out wins by the Red Birds followed by a dramatic Sunday afternoon walk-off Dodger victory on a 9th inning Matt Kemp home run.  At the time, St. Louis looked like a power house, but they slumped as the season wore on.  When the Dodgers swept them in St. Louis in August, I thought they were done.  It was after that Dodger sweep in the River City that the Cardinals went on a 23-9 run to reach post season play where they went on and won the whole thing.

The Cardinals arrive with the most potent run scoring offense in the National League.  They will be a true challenge for this Dodger pitching staff.  They lead the league in runs scored, homers, slugging % and OPS.   Cardinal pitching falls in the middle of the pack in most pitching categories while the Dodgers only trail Washington with the best posted league ERA.    Defensiveiy, both clubs catch the ball.  They are ranked 1-2 in fewest errors committed and fielding percentage, while the Cards are particularly adept at turning the double play, having 44 compared to the Dodgers 28 on the season.


Last but not least, old friend Rafael Furcal arrives with all .367 BA and .430 OBP of him.  Off to the greatest start of his career,  Furcal is happy in St. Louis and injury free.  Dodger fans should be happy for him too.  He was always a stand up guy and a Dodger that gave 100%.  He got his World Series victory and he's excelling over there.  Good for Raffy, I hope he can keep it up.

While we talk about this Series between Division leaders, Inter-League play gets the national headlines.  Games between the Phillies-Red Sox, Giants-A’s, Cubs-Whites Sox and others are the news of the baseball world this weekend.  
I can live with Inter-league play.  I don’t really like it, because I’m a traditionalist and I think it takes some of the novelty away from the World Series, but I can live with it.  I also have issues with the inequity of the schedule that is caused by some natural geographical rivalries that MLB has marketed between teams in same markets, but I understand that play between the two leagues during the regular season is what the fans wanted.  What I can’t understand is this.  How is it that MLB has not ever scheduled one of the most intriguing and storied Inter-League rivalries in its 15 years of Inter-League Play?  Yes, the Dodgers have not traveled to the Bronx and played the Yankees at Yankee Stadium.
Sandy Koufax strikes out pinch hitter Hector Lopez in Game one of the 1963 World Series at Yankee Stadium
I simply find it unbelievable that it hasn’t happened.  It’s an indictment of the oversight of Bud Selig and his administration that the schedule makers have never made it happen.  How can it be that the Dodgers have traveled more than once to such American League Ball Parks as Chicago, Oakland, Seattle, and Texas, but never once to Yankee Stadium?  Why didn’t the schedulers make it happen during the last year of old Yankee Stadium? Didn’t 1941, 1947, 1949, 1953, 1955, 1956, 1963, 1977, 1978, 1981 create enough history and rivalry to make this a marquee inter-league match?  Fans have been deprived of a Dodger - Yankee Bronx matchup now for 32 years.  Yes, the Yanks have come to Dodger Stadium twice since Inter-League play began, but never has it been the other way around.

The Dodgers celebrate the 1955 World Series victory in the Bronx.

You would think that this isn’t the only Inter-League match-up that hasn’t occurred since the play between leagues started in 1997.  Certainly there have been others.  The answer: WRONG.  Every team in the Majors has had at least one home and away series with each team in each league except for the Dodgers - Yankees.
This is incredible oversight.  An unbelievable omission.  For a sport that is concerned about revenue and popularity, it is unfathomable that this series hasn’t occurred.  The revenue lost alone is enough to make you shake your head for a Dodger Yankee Series at the Bronx would certainly result in sold out games.  Do you think the Rockies or Astros sold out Yankee Stadium? I don't think so.  Maybe the Dodgers will play in the Bronx next year, or better yet...this October.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

A Post on Umpires

Yesterday’s 4-2 loss to the Padres was annoyingly frustrating for a number of reasons.  Frustrating because:
the guys didn’t take advantage of Giant and DBacks losses.  
the offense is beginning to show signs of trouble.
a hint of panic seems to be sneaking onto the faces of this Kemp-less squad.
the Padres seemed to be making a lot of defensive plays.
Brian Runge, the home plate umpire was deceptive with his ball/strike calls
So instead of dwelling on the earlier points, I’ll address the latter.  Granted, it was a well deserved loss, but some of these guys calling pitches behind the plate can drive you nuts.  To me, Brian Runge is one of those guys.  A little late with his ball/strike calls.  Not real demonstrative with his hand signals.  Players state they get confused because his audio is a bit on the low end scale when it comes to volume.
Chris Capuano had some issues with Runge yesterday.  After hearing what he thought was a strike call and turning away, he noticed that Padre pinch hitter Yonder Alonzo was trotting to first base for a walk.  Capuano demonstrably argued with Runge, not over the call but the way he made his call.  Both Matt Treanor and Capuano swore that they heard Runge call a strike.  
Matt Treanor and Chris Capuano argue with Brian Runge during Dodgers 4-2 loss at San Diego. (Photo  by Lenny Ignelzi, Associated Press)
Runge is no stranger to controversy, suspended by MLB in 2008 for a bumping incident with then Mets Manager Jerry Manuel over, you guessed it, ball/strike calls. He’s the only umpire to ever eject Ichiro Suzuki, who was tossed by Runge in 2009 even though he didn’t say a word.  Ichiro simply drew a line in the dirt to indicate how outside the pitches were, (Ichiro was correct too).
Tim McClelland is another one of those umps that can make you go nuts.  He’s a very respected umpire with years of experience that seems to take forever to call a pitch a strike.  Sometimes when he does, your mind has already filtered that the last pitch was a ball.  There have been times that he’s so slow with the trigger when calling a pitch that action is taking place elsewhere on the field, (i.e. stolen base attempt), when he has actually just called the third pitch a strike for the third out.  I haven’t figured out why Major League Baseball hasn’t addressed this issue with McClelland, who has not been a stranger to controversy over the years. (George Brett Pine Tar incident and the 2008 one game playoff, San Diego/Colorado call at the plate where Matt Holliday was called safe even though he never touched the dish).
Umpires are a strange breed.  I can’t fathom why anyone would want the job of an official.  Is there some sort of rush they get by being the arbiters of the game?  To me its a thankless job.  You have a split second to make a call and then the rest of the world gets to look at it in super slow-mo replay and then call you an idiot for missing it.  
For years I worked with a very good man that has since passed on who moonlighted as an umpire.  He got very good at it because he was actually calling NCAA games out at Stanford’s Sunken Diamond and he frequently traveled to other Pac Ten venues during the baseball season.  He absolutely loved what he did.  In his later years he settled on calling women’s softball games at the highest levels.  I asked him why he enjoyed doing it.  His answer:
“It keeps me alert.  It keeps my juices flowing and I still am a part of the game, even at 65 years of age.”  And the arguments and second guessing?  Why did he want to be involved in that?  He said, “that’s the funnest part.  I get to match wits with some very smart people and I get the final say.”
In previous posts I mentioned that the greatest college course I ever attended was back in 1980, “The Theory of Baseball,” taught by Jack Deutsch, the Cal State Los Angeles baseball coach from the late 70s and early 80s.  He told us that it was a constant chess game with the umpires.  He said his rapport with officials was for the most part good and that there were many that would work with him to make the game as fair as possible.  They all took pride in that.

Former Cal State, L.A., Baseball Coach, Jack Deutsch
Deutsch said that with some officials with which he had that good rapport, if he thought a home plate umpire missed a pitch,  between innings he’d tell him that he owed him one.  Always, invariably and without question, before the game was done, that umpire would return to him between innings later on and say “we’re even.”  Deutsch sometimes didn’t even know where “even” was, but he knew at some point there was a border line call and it went his way, and he was fine with that.  There was honor and respect amongst the men in blue and the managers of of the game.  It was understood that the game would be called as fairly as possible.
On that point, I found it interesting that veteran umpire Bruce Froemming told Bob Costas on an MLB Network interview this off season that he never would attempt to even things out after blowing a call.  He mentioned something about how that would mess him up. He had to call things as he saw them, 100% of the time.
The late Ron Luciano, a flambouyant American League umpire that was officiating in the majors for 20 years spoke on the topic, mirrored Froemming’s point of view.  Saying, “I tried to teach Bill Freehan a lesson once.  I was going to stick it to him good.  I was so worked up telling myself  ‘Don’t make yourself look bad.  Wait for a close pitch to call wrong,’  That was the first pitch to Freehan.  It was right down the pipe and I yelled, ‘Ball!’  I was so mad knowing I had to make it up to him, that the second pitch that came nearly bounced twice and I called it a strike.  By then I was the one who had learned the lesson.  I’d made a fool of myself.  I vowed I’d never do it again, and I haven’t.  You can’t spend your whole life turning your brain into a machine that automatically makes the right decision and then say, ‘OK brain, tonight we’re going to turn the circuits backwards to get Weaver.’”
For the most part, I have found the umpires that I have had a chance to talk to to be very personable guys with interesting personalities.  Froemming was one of those guys.  A resident of Vero Beach, Bruce called nearly every Dodger Spring Training game in his later years as an ump, simply due to his seniority and ability to get games near his residence to call.
During a 1999 Vero Beach Spring Training contest that I attended with front row seats behind the plate, Bruce would come speak with my two friends and I between innings. We’d give him water and chat about everything under the sun. This turned out to be a Spring Training game with fireworks, as Dodger pitcher Kevin Brown and Brave outfielder Brian Jordan had words after Brown plunked him in the first inning.  I distinctly remember Froemming telling us, “This is Spring Training, and these guys are fighting?  Unbelievable.  I can’t get a break anywhere.”  My friend told him, “Yeah Bruce, I bet you wish your home was in Ft. Myers, huh?”
One last Umpire Story
There was a National League umpire named Paul Pryor who worked in the league from 1961-81.  He was a man that befriended my father who worked in the Los Angeles garment industry in women’s sportswear.  The company that dad work for, Mr. Marty, was one of the Dodgers original sponsors when they arrived in 1958.  Part of that sponsorship meant that umpires and athletes would visit the wholesale warehouse that dad managed and shop for clothes for their wives and daughters.  Paul Pryor was a favorite to me because he’d hand my dad official National League Baseballs to give to his sons.  I must have received a couple dozen balls from Pryor (through my dad) over a 5-6 year period.  
Paul Pryor, 1962 photo
Pryor was known as the lone umpire that crossed the picket line and continued umpiring when they staged a strike in 1979.  The reason was because Pryor had his own business that required him to travel from city to city, and an umps wages in the 70’s were so low (highest paid umpires in 1979 made less than $40,000 and would call 170 games), that he needed the extra income to get by.
 And the balls that Pryor gave to us?  They got many hours of use and resulted in a few broken windows too.


Monday, May 14, 2012

Matt Kemp’s Consecutive Game Streak Ends, but That’s a Good Thing

Now that a consecutive game streak of 399 games for Matt Kemp has ended, he can get on to the business at hand...healing.


Hamstrings are funny in that way.  They scream for rest to heal properly.  Playing gingerly on them seldom results in good things, and we've all seen that a Matt Kemp playing at half speed is not gonna happen.  Instincts kick in and he eventually pushes the envelope.
That’s what developed on Sunday on that ground ball to Tulowitski.  For a split second, Matt kicked his effort up a notch to beat that ground ball out.    His competitive juices got the best of him and he picked up the speed.  Tried to do a little too much and “pow” the hammy bit him.
Now that Matt’s consecutive game streak falls short about 18 years of Cal Ripken he can get over the “heartbreak” and heal up.  This marathon of a season is only about 22% over and Kemp is going to be needed for a kick in the final stages.
The amazing thing about this club is that they continue winning, even without their major offensive force in the lineup.  Will it keep up?  I certainly hope so.  Steady starting pitching, a respectable defense that is making plays and the occasional clutch hit, combined with an uncanny ability to win at home has resulted in the best record in Major League Baseball.  It also helps that a player like Andre Ethier is hitting ..462 on the homestand and A.J. Ellis, now batting 5th has an OBP also at .462 on the season.

Who would have thought that the defending division champs (Arizona) would be 9.5 games out on May 14th?
So at the very least, this ball club has bought some time to allow Kemp to get well.  They have sprinted out to a substantial lead, giving them the luxury of sitting their best player so he can heal up properly.  It took a week, but they have decided to take the prudent path and sit him.  
Standings after tonight:
Los Angeles 24-11
San Francisco         18-17   6.0
Arizona                   15-21  9.5
Colorado               13-21 10.5
San Diego               12-24   12.5
Post game show announcement on Kemp
Don Mattingly announced tonight following the 3-1 win over the DBacks that Matt Kemp is going on the 15 day disabled list.   Jerry Sands gets the call up and maybe just in time since he had a 2 home run game with Albuquerque yesterday.  The games to be missed by Kemp will be:
Arizona (home) 2 (one being the win tonight)
at San Diego 2 
St. Louis (home) 3 
at Arizona 3 
Houston (home) 3 
Milwaukee (home) 2  
Kemp will return on May 28th for the final two games against the Brewers at home.  So they have fourteen more games with a 6 game cushion.  They should be able to maintain the lead and hold their own against the competition over the next 14 days.  I wouldn’t put it past them to build upon the lead even more.  The magic of 2012 just continues on and on.


Sunday, May 13, 2012

A "Lilly" From the Dodgers on Mother's Day

I know that Ted Lilly is 4-0 with a 1.41 ERA so far and that is comforting, but I still feel uneasy about him starting a Sunday day game at Dodger Stadium.  Day games, when the balls carry in the Chavez Ravine air.  With the likes of Gonzalez, Tulowitski, Cuddyer and Helton carrying the big lumber, let’s hope that Ted can minimize the damage and keep the ball in the park.

Meanwhile, the Dodger hitters break out the pink bats this Mother’s Day against 23 year-old Alex White.   White will be facing the Dodgers for the first time in his career.  He’s a young rookie and one of the players acquired by the Rockies in exchange for Ubaldo Jimenez at mid year last season.   White was the hard luck loser against the Padres in his first start this year, giving up 2 earned runs in 6 1/3 innings.  He has a fastball that sits between 89-93 MPH.  A first round pick out of UNC in 2010.  He throws a splitter, silder and fastball.
The Dodgers seem to have a history of struggling initially against guys they haven’t seen before.  Let’s hope that trend changes.  Perhaps Matt Kemp will break out of his slump.  Two of his long balls died on the warning track in the heavy night air last night in the Dodgers 2-1 win over the Rocks.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there.  Have a wonderful day!

Breaking out the Pink Pen

On this Mother’s Day, I take a day off from baseball to reflect on my wonderful mother, Reba Bladh.  Though 99% of the time, this blog is about Dodger baseball, there are moments when I deviate from the toy department of life to more important topics.  Mom is definitely at the top of the list.
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My mother, Nurses Training Graduation, 1951
She drove me to my ballgames and all the practices.  She said words of encouragement to me when I got cut from a squad or I performed badly.  Though she really didn’t care and knew next to nothing about the Dodgers, Lakers, Rams or Kings, she tried to talk to me about them at the breakfast table before school.   
She knew the arts were important and she signed me up for theatre and local plays, made me take piano lessons and drove me (and my siblings) to our practices, rehearsals, recitals and performances.  She pushed me to practice and better my talents in the arts.  
She taught us what work ethic was all about.  We didn’t get a pass from chores and yard work assignments.  She critiqued our work and never allowed us to slack off.  Beds were to be made, rooms to be cleaned, grass mowed, leaves raked, dishes washed, the dinner table set.  Managing a family of 9 required organization and coordination.  She did it with a strict regimen of a drill sergeant but somehow she did it all with a nurturing love.

1968 Family photo
There wasn’t an ailment she couldn’t heal, nor a garment she couldn’t mend.  She put her career as a registered nurse on hold while she raised us, and then when the youngest were old enough to fend for themselves, she returned to work.
When I was 14 years old, playing on a baseball team that was made up of guys that were 3-4 years older than me.  The coach said he didn’t have uniform pants that were my size, so I’d have to sit out.  No big deal to him.  One less bench player to deal with.  Well, mom, knowing my extreme disappointment, got behind the sewing machine and surprised me with perfectly matching pants that she sewed from scratch.  She then drove me to South Gate for the tournament where they were playing.  I had already given up hope of participating in that tournament.
To this day, whenever I receive a phone call from her, I get to hear how wonderful I am over and over even though I certainly don’t deserve it.  She gives of her time, even in her 83rd year on this earth. Donating days to charitable organizations and causes.  Meals to those in need, visits to those that are lonely, though she certainly would fall in that category, having lost dad last year after his prolonged illness.
1979, Family photo
Her 40+ grandchildren and dozens of great grandchildren receive a card and cash gift on every birthday.  She never misses one and she certainly isn't in a financial position to be giving out dozens of gifts, but she does so anyway.
Mom, assisting in giving my 1 year old son, Evan Jr.,  his first haircut, 1990
As I visited one of my childhood friends this past year.  He reflected about my mom.  Saying that our home was always a safe and comforting place to visit.  He reminded me of things I had forgotten.  Fresh baked home made bread.  My mom always singing in the kitchen.  He emailed me later and said “she was always baking and singing and taking care of us all.  As I look back, knowing what I know now, she was a very Godly woman.”
I failed to talk about her faith, and it certainly is her strongest feature.  Family prayer was something she insisted we engage in.  The Golden Rule was constantly recited to each of us and something she undoubtedly lived by.  Scripture study was engrained in our family at a young age, and she lived by that word too.  Mom’s major concern in this life is that all of her children are with her again in heaven...and I’m fairly certain that she’s gonna make it there, that’s for sure.

My mother posing with my daughter Angela, at her wedding in 2010.
So on a day when ballplayers break out a pink bat in memory of their moms (and for breast cancer).  I break out the pink pen.  Thank you mom, for all you have done to sacrifice for us.  You gave us all a wonderful life.  Never did a day pass without you telling us that we were loved.  You didn't have to say it, because your actions were as strong as your words.  But it was nice to hear it too.

I love you, mom. Happy Mother's Day!

Friday, May 11, 2012

Soft Tosser Brings Back Memories of Another One that Faced Dodgers in '78

During tonight’s Dodger win over the Rockies,  I was reminded of something.  Watching Jamie Moyer spinning 80 MPH fastballs and lollypop curves as he struck out several Dodger batters reminded me of another pitcher that soft tossed his way back into baseball in the 1970s, but with a lot of controversy.  That was Jim Bouton, who made an appearance against the Dodgers in September, 1978, during the pennant race.
Bouton, a 21 game winner with the Yankees in 1963 (and hard luck loser in Game three to the Dodgers in the World Series) he was attempting to resurrect his career throwing the knuckleball.  Arm injuries had cost him his fastball.  In 1978, at 39 years old, he was making a comeback.  He already had written two best selling books, had been the sports anchor in New York City with the ABC affiliate, and he acted in a failed TV series and had a few cameo movie roles.  But baseball was still in his blood and he felt as if he had unfinished business to accomplish.
Leave it to Atlanta Braves owner Ted Turner to give him a shot.  Bouton was ostracized for the most part by the baseball establishment and additionally the commissioner’s office.  There was an unwritten rule in the locker rooms of baseball that “what was said there and what happened there was to stay there. “ Bouton dared break that “rule” with the introduction of his autobiographical book, Ball Four, that set baseball on its ear in 1970-71.   Ball Four chronicled Boutons 1969 season as he attempted a comeback with the knuckleball with the Seattle Pilots and then the Houston Astros (he was traded mid-season).
As a young boy I remember when his book came out.  My older brother, Eric, had a copy of Bouton’s best seller and he told me not read it because I would lose respect for baseball and ballplayers in general.  Well being a product of the 60’s, the last thing I was going to do was ignore that advice.  I had to read it then.  So in 1971, as a ten year old kid, I read Ball Four.  And seriously I didn’t find it offensive at all.  I heard saltier language on the play grounds of my Elementary School than what I read in that book.  I wasn’t naive enough to think that Major League Ballplayers would behave like choir boys.

Former baseball Commissioner Bowie Kuhn unsuccessfully attempted to get Bouton to admit that he made up stories that he told in Ball Four.
But Bouton became a pariah to the baseball world.  His career, which was hanging by a thread, was essentially over once that book came out.  Commissioner Bowie Kuhn was not amused by its revelations and was highly critical of it.  Former Yankee, Pilot and Astro players and coaches felt betrayed, though Bouton told everyone what he was doing.  Nobody really believed that he’d actually go through with it and publish it.  Ball Four was the talk of everyone in ’70.  Fans questioned if Bouton exaggerated facts.  Certain ball players called him a liar.  Others just laughed it off.  Of course, every word of it was true and if you were to look at it today, the revelations of Ball Four seem rather tame.  
By the late 70s, several players were putting out kiss and tell books and they weren’t nearly as good, usually penned by ghost writers.  Bouton was the pioneer who dared take on the baseball establishment.  Sportswriters such as the New York Columnist Dick Young were exceptionally critical of Bouton.  Few gave him credit for his pioneering efforts.  It was obvious that Bouton was intelligent and opinionated.  He certainly could write.  He had a cerebral, “smart-alecky” quality to him that challenged the baseball establishment that was endearing to many of his readers.  I, as a young boy, was one of them.
I remember presenting a book report in 7th grade English class on Ball Four, only to get lambasted by the teacher, who turned out to be a Yankee fan.  He gave me a “C” and I’m fairly certain it was because he hated the fact that this punk pitching knuckleballer was tarnishing the image of his hero, Mickey Mantle.
Anyway, back to 1978.  Bouton was making a comeback and Ted Turner gave him a shot.  His knuckleball was effective in AA Savannah that year, where he was 12-9 with a  2.77 ERA.  Many considered it a publicity stunt by Turner to agree to have Bouton included as a September call up with the Braves that year, who were 23 games out of first place.  
When Bouton was called up to Braves, his Savannah Braves teammates were said to be as supportive and caring to the old timer as any player ever called up.  Stu Livingstone, then a 23-year old teammate, said “there wasn’t a player on the bus who didn’t talk up for Jim, who didn’t want him to show all the doubters what he could do.”

So who did Bouton draw in his first assignment on September 10, 1978?  Why the first place Dodgers of course.  Teams in the pennant race protested.  Cincinnati, and San Francisco complained to the Commissioners office.  The Braves agreed to start Bouton against all teams that remained in the pennant race.  Davey Lopes, then the Dodger second baseman called it a “joke” and “disrespectful to baseball.”  Words that I thought of when Bouton proceeded to strike Lopes out to start the game. 
Bouton shut down the Dodgers for the first three innings with his dancing knuckler and 70 MPH fastball.  Jim later admitted that he knew going to the mound that day that he would have some trouble because his knuckleball didn’t have it’s normal movement.  
He frustrated Dodger hitters early on and Reggie Smith was ejected for arguing balls and strikes, but in the 4th inning the floodgates opened and after a couple of walks and a single by Steve Garvey, Rick Monday hit a 3-run homer and and by the 6th inning, Bouton was out of the game trailing 6-1 in an eventual Braves loss.
Jim’s next faced the second place San Francisco Giants 5 days later in San Francisco and had much better results, tossing 6 innings of 3 hit ball for a 4-1 Braves victory at Candlestick.  
He took a turn against Houston in his return to the Astrodome, 8 years after the Astros released him, a satisfying 3-2 Braves win, though he didn’t get the decision.  Again, he proved he actually belonged in the big leagues pitching 7 innings, giving up 2 earned runs and only five hits against Houston and James Rodney Richard.
He turned up being a hard luck loser in a 2-1 loss against the Big Red Machine in his next turn, this time going 8 innings, allowing only 2 earned runs again and five days later in his  final major league appearance, he faced the Red again, this time getting hit hard in a three inning effort.
Overall, Bouton finished the September experiment 1-3 with a 4.97 ERA, but he really pitched much better than his record indicated and had his final start been thrown out, the numbers would have looked much better.  It was a worthwhile accomplishment of a dream for Jim, after spending two years riding minor league buses again in his late thirties in an effort to return to the big leagues.
Some facts about Bouton that you may not know:
*He created the popular bubblegum, “Big League Chew.”  Shredded bubblegum in a pouch.  From Jimbouton.com:


The Story of Big League Chew
During his comeback to baseball with the Atlanta Braves in 1978, Bouton spent part of the 1977 season with the Portland Mavericks, an independent team in the Class A Northwest League.  Sitting in the bullpen one night, Bouton watched his much younger teammate chewing tobacco.  Fellow pitcher Rob Nelson said it was too bad they didn't make gum that looked like chewing tobacco.
After the season ended, Bouton called Nelson and offered to put up money and help sell the idea.  They made a great team.  Bouton designed the pouch, Nelson made gum in a frying pan and they chopped it up, stuffed it in gum pouches and showed it to the mnajor chewing gum companies, who all said the same thing. "That's interesting, but we don't make anything like that."  Bouton and Nelson said, "Precisely!" Finally, Amural Products, a novelty bum company in Illinois, introduced Big League Chew in 1980.  To make a long story short, in the first 12 months, Amurol sold $18 million at wholesale.  Big League Chew still sells today, having replaced chewing tobacco at many high schools and colleges.

*Bouton reached out to Mickey Mantle with a condolence card following Mickey’s sons death in the early 1990s.  Mantle, called Bouton back with a heartfelt thank you and carrying no grudge against his former teammate.  Jim says it was a moment that relieved a lot of pain to him since many of his former Yankee teammates had ignored him over the years.
*Following the tragic death of Bouton’s daughter in a 1997 accident, the Yankees invited Jim back to Yankee Stadium to participate in an old timer’s  game.   In an emotional moment, Bouton received a standing ovation and was embraced back into the Yankee fold.  This move also broke the ice between the rift the Steinbrenner’s had with Yogi Berra, who returned that same year to Yankee Stadium.
Quotes attributed to Jim Bouton: 
“Baseball players are smarter than football players.  How often do you see a baseball team penalized for too many players on the field.”
“You spend a good piece of your life gripping a baseball and in the end it turns out that it’s the other way around.”
“The reason I believe that baseball calls itself a game is that it is too screwed up to call itself a business.”


One of my prized possessions, A Jim Bouton Seattle Pilots Jersey, Mitchell and Ness reproduction of the 1969 uniform.  One day I hope to have Bouton sign it.


Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Dodger Win, 5 Game Lead...Life is Good

Tony Gwynn Jr. hits a 3 run pinch hit triple off Lincecum in the 4th inning. (photo by Mark J. Terrill AP)

The 6-2 Dodger victory tonight puts their home record at 12-3.  Now with a 5 game lead over the second place Giants who are under .500 at 15-16, barring a disastrous stretch the Dodgers have positioned themselves well this year.  It’s ridiculous to be talking playoffs already, but the division has shown no signs of having another team that will string up a record with over 90 wins.  Arizona could easily run off and get hot, but so far they have dug themselves in a hole.  With 130 games remaining, this Dodger team will finish with 85 wins by simply playing .500 ball the rest of the way.
Accolades to Mattingly
As critical as everyone was with Don Mattingly’s decisions during Tuesday nights game, I’m going to recognize his good moves on Wednesday night.  Pinch hitting Tony Gwynn Jr. in the 4th for Billingsley with the bases loaded was the move to make, but how many managers would have left him in to get another inning out of him?  Gwynn’s bases loaded triple broke open the game and turned a good performance by Lincecum into a mediocre one at best.  

I’ll also hand it to Mattingly again in the 6th, where he removed a very effective Jamey Wright from the game and batted Scott Van Slyke in his major league debut.  Scott laced a broken bat RBI single up the middle.  At the time I remember thinking that Wright was so effective, and those types of relief appearances were so rare, that it might be a good idea to keep him in the game.
Solid Relief
Not three days after I posted that the Dodgers bullpen was their achilles heel, they come up with a game saver today.  Stellar performances from Wright, Belisario, Lindblom and Jansen made a fool out of me.  Jamey Wright rebounded from his disastrous Wrigley Field outing on Sunday to strike out three in his two innings of work.  Wright’s stuff was simply nasty, with darting downward movement.  He had a wicked curve too.
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What’s with the close calls at first this series?  Did the Dodgers get one call all series?  Am I off base or did it seem we couldn’t catch a break at all.  Additionally, Belisario was really getting pinched by Cederstrom with ball/strike calls.  Belisario was throwing some sinkers with real crazy movement again.  A few more appearances like that and I’ll be a believer again.  He is sawing off bats with that sinking stuff again.  Let’s hope he stays clean and keeps out of trouble off the field.
So it was solid relief pitching throughout the series.  Is it time to get excited?  Not really.  Remember this Giants club is about as weak offensively as any team in the league.
Putting Up With Giant announcers:
I know I complain about all things Giants, but I simply can’t help it.  My bias and dislike for all things orange and black must come out.  Perhaps much of it has to do with my step-son cheering in the other room whenever something good happens to the San Francisco club.  What makes matters worse is that for some reason, there is a 2 or 3 second delay on my HD television in my bedroom.  So I’ll hear him screaming in excitement and that tells me that I should probably turn away because something bad is about to happen.
As I settled down to watch the rubber match of the series, immediately I was reminded why I can’t stand these homer telecasts with homer announcers in San Francisco.  Over the years I’ve really tried to keep a level head with regards to their biased portrayals of the action on the field, but I fail year after year.  These guys just simply try my patience to the nth degree.  Throughout tonight’s contest they replayed Giant highlights from theit 2-1 win the previous night.  A game that the Dodgers pretty much handed to them.
Tonight their descriptions of the events began with another inaccurate stereotype of Dodger fans.  I simply thought,”maybe I should track this stuff.  Perhaps there’s enough for a post on the topic.” 
During the first minute of the broadcast:
Jon Miller: “And the Dodger fans are arriving late through the turnstiles.  As they so often do, being notoriously late.”
As a season ticket holder to the Giants (though I only attend about 8-10 games a year), I can accurately say that at the time the Giant home games start, there are more empty seats than full seats, even when the game is a sell out.  Giant fans arrive late too.
Jon Miller:  “You can see the San Gabriel mountains out there, very clearly.  Which is not often the case here.’
Hey Miller, this isn’t 1974 anymore.  There are more clear days in L.A. than not.  The smog situation isn’t nearly as bad as it was a few decades ago.  Wow, picking on the smog. Really?
Okay there was more...but my rant is over.
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