An old fart who's passion is White Sox baseball. You know, when I was your age...
Same disclaimer as the Twins post: no way to link to an email newsletter, so had to use a FanPost. Interesting comment on Peavy...
(Have to do this as a Fan Post since I can't link to an email newsletter.) Joe started his #30-#1 rankings yesterday, and will finish with his top 10 teams tomorrow. Note that the Sox haven't...
Goes on to state that Chicago is a "Sox town" now after this: Showing up to games year after year, no matter what the product on the field gives you back, is a learned behavior — sort of like rats in a maze searching for cheese. The rat learns the maze, learns where the cheese is placed and eventually goes to it without thought, even when the cheese is taken away. The rat doesn’t know anything else. But the cheese trick is now going on 103 years old, and that maze crumbles whenever a high wind hits the North Side. Even rats can only be kicked around for so long before they’ve had enough. Cubbie fans have had enough.
"Chicago will be in my heart for the rest of my career and probably the rest of my life," Jenks said. "I will never forget the first six years of my career in Chicago. "In my heart, I was born an Angel, but my first chance I got was from the White Sox. If I'm not there this year and the following years, it will be sad, but there always will be a place in my heart and my family's heart where I know and we know they were always the first. If things don't work out, it's just unfortunate they won't be the last." "But if this is goodbye, I wish I had something more romantic, but slow down, drive safe and see you on the other side of the fence."
SANTO DOMINGO, Dominican Republic — Investors from the United States believe they have found an exotic new prospect: Latin American baseball players, some as young as 13 and many from impoverished families. Recognizing that major league teams are offering multimillion-dollar contracts to some teenage prospects, the investors are either financing upstart Dominican trainers, known as buscones, or building their own academies. In exchange, the investors are guaranteed significant returns — sometimes as much as 50 percent of their players’ bonuses — when they sign with major league teams. Agents in the United States typically receive 5 percent.
C Joe Mauer, Twins (.327 AVG, 9 HRs, 75 RBI) 1B Miguel Cabrera, Tigers (.328-38-126*) 2B Robinson Cano, Yankees (.319-29-109) 3B Adrian Beltre, Red Sox (.321-28-102) SS Alexei Ramirez, White Sox (.282-18-70) OF Josh Hamilton, Rangers (.359*-32-100) OF Jose Bautista, Blue Jays (.260-54*-124) OF Carl Crawford, Rays (.307-19-90) DH Vladimir Guerrero, Rangers (.300-29-115)
A former Chicago White Sox executive and two former team scouts were charged today with pocketing about $400,000 in signing bonuses and contract buyouts intended for young, impoverished Latin American baseball prospects. Among those charged was David Wilder, who was fired in 2008 as the Sox's senior director of player personnel amid the federal probe. Wilder, 50, was charged with seven counts of mail fraud. He was considered a rising star in baseball's front-office circles and was a close friend and a trusted adviser to White Sox general manager Ken Williams. Also charged were Jorge L. Oquendo Rivera, the Sox's Latin American scout from 2004 to 2007, and Victor Mateo, who was the club's scout in the Dominican Republic from 2006 to 2008. The indictment alleged that the three illegally defrauded 23 baseball prospects out of the $400,000 from December 2004 to February 2008. According to the charges, the three inflated the signing bonuses of prospects and then kicked back the added money to themselves.
Since LS had never heard of Mud Butt, I'm gonna guess she doesn't know "The Move" either. Here's a brief description, and the link takes you to one of the funniest stories ever told. Enjoy! I went to the normal stall. In retrospect, I probably should have gone to the large, handicapped stall even though the door would not lock because that bit of time lost in making the stall switch proved to be a bit too long under the circumstances. By the time I had walked into the regular stall, the pressure on my ass was reaching Biblical portions. I began "The Move." For those women who may be reading this, let me take a moment to explain "The Move." Men know exactly what their bowels are up to at any given second. And when the time comes to empty the cache, a sequence of physiological events occur that can not be stopped under any circumstances. There is a move men make that involves simultaneously approaching the toilet, beginning the body turn to position ones ass toward said toilet, hooking ones fingers into ones waistline, and pulling down the pants while beginning the squat at the same time. It is a very fluid motion that, when performed properly, results in the flawless expulsion of poop at the exact same second that one’s ass is properly placed on the toilet seat. Done properly, it even assures that the choad is properly inserted into the front rim of the toilet in the event that the piss stream lets loose at the same time; it is truly a picture of coordination rivaling that of a skilled ballet dancer. I was about halfway into "The Move" when I looked down at the floor and saw a pile of vomit that had been previously expelled by one of those little bastards attending kids night. It was mounded up in the corner so I did not notice it when I had first walked into the stall. Normally, I would not have been bothered by such a thing, but I had eaten so much and the pressure upward was so intense, that I hit a rarely experienced gag reflex. And once that reflex started, combined with the intense pressure upward caused by the bloated stomach, four plates of macaroni and beef started coming up for a rematch.
Of the top 40 Dominican prospects identified by Major League Baseball this year, only five have signed since July 2, a date set by baseball when many 16-year-olds become eligible to sign contracts. The new rules were imposed after a stream of scandals, including disclosures that players who received substantial bonuses were older than they claimed or were using steroids. For the first time this spring, Dominican prospects were required to undergo testing for steroids and to prove their age and identity before signing. Thirteen of the 40 prospects failed steroid tests — a staggering number considering that only 2 of roughly 1,200 major leaguers tested positive this year. Investigators for baseball are still trying to confirm the age of seven prospects and have concluded that they will be unable to verify the ages of three others. Ten players and their parents have taken DNA tests in the hopes of proving the players’ identities.
Her sunny disposition and snapdragon mind for player-song association is as much a part of the team's cultural history as Nelson Algren, the Richard Daleys and Studs Terkel. Faust has two games left. She also headlines ''Faust Fest'' on Saturday afternoon, when Nancy Faust bobbleheads will be given to the first 10,000 fans at U.S. Cellular Field. Faust's career with the White Sox has certainly had ups and downs. She debuted in 1970, playing tunes for one of the worst teams in White Sox history. The '70 Sox went 59-103. She peaked with the 2005 World Series champions.
Bill James says STOP persecuting Babe Ruth (or something like that)! First of all, I have absolutely no doubt that, had steroids and other performance-enhancing drugs existed during Babe Ruth's career, Babe Ruth would not only have used them, he would have used more of them than Barry Bonds. I don't understand how anyone can be confused about this. The central theme of Babe Ruth's life, which is the fulcrum of virtually every anecdote and every event of his career, is that Babe Ruth firmly believed that the rules did not apply to Babe Ruth.
You've often heard (read) me refer to my "daughters", especially when telling my favorite story about them at a Sox game when they were young (9 and 10?): Sox had a runner on 1st, one out, and the...
Under the Department of What Might Have Been: Monday marked the fiftieth anniversary of the demise of the Continental League. The what? The Continental League is the reason that the Mets exist, as well as the Houston Astros (née Colt 45s), the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim, the Minnesota Twins, and even the old and dreadful Washington Senators. In fact, it is safe to say that it was the Continental League that forced baseball to expand. That it did so haphazardly left the game vulnerable to being eclipsed in popularity by other sports, most especially, pro football. The Continental was to be a third major league, with franchises in New York and in seven cities that for years had failed to secure big league teams. That it was the brainchild of no less a baseball luminary than Branch Rickey made it credible in the eyes of the baseball press, and a threat in the view of the owners, who for fifty years had kept membership in their exclusive club limited to sixteen. Read more http://www.newyorker.com/online/blogs/sportingscene/2010/08/the-continentals.html#entry-more#ixzz0xXXl699h
In fact, I'm likely to buy the book just to be "more informed" than the average yahoo at the bar wearing an Urlacher jersey. "Seamhead" can apply to football too, right?
Hawk hasn't reached the iconic status that Harry Caray (who also worked with Stone) did in Chicago, and he likely won't, but everywhere you go, you hear his jargon or Hawkisms creeping into the lexicon. Kids, dads, even moms blurt out his catchphrases, like repeating a great line from a movie. It doesn't get old, either. Each year he refreshes with something new—"stretch" or "get there." But the funniest thing I ever heard Hawk utter happened years ago in Texas. The game was delayed by a monsoon, "I am telling you what" it was raining sideways. Hawk was working with Tom "Wimpy" Paciorek and he looked out at the rain and casually said: "Wimpy, it's raining like a cow p---ing on a flat rock."
About 40 percent of the players in Major League Baseball are black, Hispanic or Asian, and the sport is seen as a leading example of diversity, yet a curious disparity has emerged in a corner of the game. Among baseball’s 30 teams, only 23 percent of the third-base coaches are members of minorities, compared with 67 percent of its first-base coaches. The disparity has existed for decades but it is now about twice as large as it was in 1990, based on an analysis by The New York Times. The question is why.
They look at every single play made (and not made) on video. Every one. They watch the video and plot the plays right there on the computer screen. They then compare each players ability to make plays. I’ve explained this before, but let’s say with nobody on base there’s a hard ground ball hit six feet to the left of second base. Let’s say 20% of all shortstops turn that play into outs. Well, if you make the play, you get a +.80 (because you’re making a play that 80% of shortstops do not make). If you don’t make that play you get a -.20 (you’re NOT making a play that 20% of shortstop make). That, in a nutshell, is the plus/minus system. Add up the plusses and minuses, and you should get a pretty precise number of plays that the fielder makes against average. Whatever subjectivity they have in their intensive and painstaking and methodical approach to studying defense seems to me to be NOTHING compared to the subjectivity that you and I get watching baseball even night after night after night. They look at every single play. More than look, they CHART every single play. More than chart, they CONCENTRATE on the defense for every single play. You and I don’t do that. Scouts don’t do that. Announcers, sportswriters, managers, general managers, nobody else does this. We may watch every single play (probably not), but we’re watching those plays in the larger context. We’re watching the pitcher, the hitter, the base runner, the umpires, the fans, the game. They are not. They are watching only defense. It’s a different thing. Much more at the link
2008: "I never say one bad thing about those stupid fucking Cubs fans. Not a single word about those mother-shitting pieces of fuck" 2010: It's not the fair for Japanese players have the interpreter. I want the interpreter so I can understand what the fuck it is I am talk about"
When you think of dangerous sports, perhaps football, hockey or snowmobiling comes to mind. But maybe you should be thinking baseball, according to a study presented Sunday at the American Orthopaedic Society for Sports Medicine's annual meeting in Providence, R.I. Compiled by a team from the William Beaumont Army Medical Center in El Paso, the study analyzed data from the disabled lists of major league teams for the 2002 through 2008 seasons. Overall, pitchers seem to be experiencing the bulk of the injuries. They were 34% more likely to be injured compared with fielders, and they accounted for 62.4% of the days that players spent on the disabled list, even though a typical team of 25 players has only 11 pitchers on its roster. Not surprisingly, the study saw a significant association between position played and anatomic region injured. Pitchers experienced 67% of their injuries in their shoulders and arms, compared with only 32% for fielders. Instead, fielders experienced 47.5% of their injuries to their hips and legs and 20% to the back, core muscles and other areas.
What is more intimidating than than a man who is hungrier, more determined, willing to go farther to win than you are? What made The Terminator in the first movie so savage, I think, was not that he was strong, and not that he was virtually indestructible, and not that he had Arnold Schwarzenegger’s muscles … but instead it was that he wanted to kill you more than you wanted to stay alive. There is no easy human response to that sort of intensity. So Bob Gibson looked bigger than 6-foot-1. Yes, by the numbers he only hit 10 or so batters a year, but those 10 never ever forgot. He threw his 95-mph fastball and savage slider by unfolding into a wind-up that screamed ancient violence — Bill James would say that Gibson "sort of looks like he is attempting to fly." This was a wind-up without guile, it was all business, David used this wind-up when smiting Goliath. Yes, Gibson didn’t look like he was trying to strike out batter. He looked like he was trying to smite them. "That’s a whole lot of (expletive)," Gibson says. "I wasn’t trying to intimidate anybody, are you kidding me? I was just trying to survive, man."
A mere 35 years ago, the domestic beer choices on Independence Day weekend were a dismal lot: bland, flavorless mega-brews, with perhaps a few equally uninspiring beers from dying regional breweries. Today, the American beer world is completely different, thanks to some farsighted brewers who envisioned a better future.
Rany celebarates Fathers Day in a post so lengthy it would make HSA envious. I'm linking it because it's beautifully written, and a fascinating story to boot. I don't expect many of you to click through or finish it if you do, but maybe somebody will like it! "Baseball, they say, is a game for fathers and sons. I don’t doubt that they are right; I’ve seen Field of Dreams, after all. But baseball is not the only thing that binds fathers and sons together. My father wouldn’t know a double from a double play, but I would be neither the man nor the writer I am today without him. So today, on Father’s Day, I hope you’ll indulge me as I tell you a little about my dad."
RWShow told South Side Expat that the Sox were NOT one of his whores. SSE's reply was "Oh, but they've treated us like such this year... " The following was his description of same: Even...
This is an excerpt from his lates newsletter. Subscription info at the link/title. "I’m fascinated with Williams, who started his reign as White Sox GM with some terrible trades, then became a savvy collector of pitching with some ability to win minor deals. Williams taught me that being a GM is a bit like being a player, where you can become better over time, improve, the same way a player can learn the strike zone or develop power or perfect a new pitch. It’s one reason why I like to see owners hire GMs with low profiles who have some upside in the role rather than retreading ones just for their experience. Williams isn’t a bad GM; he’s an above-average GM who had a bad winter. It happens. The idea that his job should be in jeopardy is a bit silly."
Smoque BBQ announced a few weeks ago that it would have a small kiosk at The Cell for the rest of the season, selling its incomparable brisket and pulled pork, plus coleslaw and baked beans. Only problem is – like all of the private suite/season ticket-holding areas at The Cell – the food service for these luxury/premium ticket holders is run exclusively by Levy Restaurants. When it comes to concessions, a completely different company is in charge. Sportservice doesn’t have the restaurant or fine-dining background that Levy brings to the table, but the company has made some incremental improvements this season.
How tone deaf can 2 teams be? Sympathy for BP as they "scale back" the BP Cup festivities. Go read this shit. You won't believe it. Edit: Removed reference to Cubs only, as the Sox parrotted the BP talking points (as posted by BM in comments).
The page will endeavor to give the recreational baseball bettor advice on the various bets. I have no handicapping skill in baseball whatsoever, so the best I can do is steer you towards the best type of bets. There are three primary ways to bet on baseball, as follows. Money line: Bet on which team will win. Total: Bet on whether the total number of runs will fall above or below a stated number, usually between 7 and 12. Run line: Similar to a bet against the spread in football or basketball. However, in baseball the better team is always favored by 1.5. If the money line indicates neither team is favored, then either team could be the favored team.
Snip: If there's a single criticism I've heard of both me personally and Prospectus collectively over the last 15 years, it's that we're arrogant. It's never really bothered me, because the act of writing something and putting it out there into the world for others to read is inherently arrogant. To be so brazen as to ask money for the privilege, more. You can get away with it only if the content is good enough to find an audience, to resonate, to make people want it. "Individuals will recognize and support quality if given that option." Make me right. snip: The structure will be fluid, more than the 2002 newsletter for those who remember that. You may get one long piece on a given day, or you may get a handful of shorter pieces throughout the day. My goal is to generate about 2,500 words a week on average, but given my history, you can expect spikes way above that number (trade deadline, postseason, winter meetings). I like writing about baseball--volume isn't going to be a problem. The content will be exclusive to subscribers, by which I mean I will not be using newsletter material in other spaces, or using material in other spaces to boost word count here. H/T to Rany Jazayerli for the link
The story of Jack Morris as winner is a compelling one. The tale of a pitcher who can become someone better when it matters most makes for good storytelling. The prospect that any of us can lift our games to meet the moment is one of the hopes that keep us going happily forward. It’s just not much fun to think that we build our won-loss records in life on the weak and the disorganized and the clueless. We’d rather believe in heroes.
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