SO YOU’RE NOT A BASEBALL FAN, but you agree to go to a game with your friend, the baseball nut. You happen upon a game that turns out to be two pitchers throwing no-hitters at the same time. Which usually means lots of strikeouts, no hits, few walks, few baserunners, and no runs. Exactly … CONTINUE READING
ON A BEAUTIFUL DAY IN SPRING TRAINING just outside the Mets’ camp in Port St Lucie, Florida, Major League Baseball commissioner Bob Manfred and God are out for a walk. It’s the commissioner’s first real talk with The Almighty, and he has three questions—one about the possibility of another .400 hitter!—that he’s anxious to … CONTINUE READING
I don’t have a lot to say about the world of sports these days. I used to be a BIG major league baseball fan—I still have enough books to fill a good-sized shelf. And I mean the real baseball books: Bill James and other sabermetrics writers; Marvin Miller and other insider accounts concentrating on the … CONTINUE READING
I GREW UP HEARING THE REFRAIN “Baseball and Ballantine” sung on endless commercials while watching Phillies games on television in Northeastern Pennsylvania in the early ’60s. Ballantine was a local beer and sponsor of the broadcast of the games, and what goes better together than beer and baseball?
Well, howzabout LSD and baseball? And rather … CONTINUE READING
FROM TODAY’S SEATTLE TIMES (August 9, 2013, page C1) is a piece by Bob Finnegan titled “2 great talents, only 1 happy ending.” Finnegan covered the Mariners for the paper from 1982 until 2006. Here re recalls his vote for Ken Griffey Jr as the American League MVP in 1996, the year that Alex Rodriguez … CONTINUE READING
In an earlier article on this site (“I definitely didn’t come here for this” posted on August 1, 2013), I stated that “If I were the general manager of a baseball team, I would have a plaque on the wall of my offices at work and at home that featured Branch Rickey’s famous statement: … CONTINUE READING