A few things to get off my chest
As usual, there is a backlog of topics to cover, which I'll attempt to do while obsessively watching the Real-Time scoreboard for my
ESPN fantasy team. Tonight is the first time I noticed this feature. How awesome is that?
Octavio Dotel is on for the A's. I'm rooting for Oakland aggressively, not just because I like them but also because Dotel is a member of Tropic of Capricorn. The game is tied which raises possibility for the always gratifying phenomenon known as the relief victory. Happily, I already got one of those today when Damaso Marte hurled 2/3 of a masterful inning. It almost made it worth listening to Hawk Harrelson. Almost.
A problem with the near-monopoly that FoxSports Net has on baseball coverage is that you find yourself reciting the commercials at weird times of the day. I don't know how many times I look at a person across a counter or something and repel the urge to shout "AFLAC!" The people in these commercials become are like imaginary friends. There's that Gumbo guy in the commercial for I-don't-even-know-what. I'm going to train myself to talk like that. Then there's the sychronized swimming team on the AFLAC commercial. What a nice bunch of young ladies. And good old Yogi! And that car commerical with the song about a string on a finger or something. I don't know what it means but the nameless nightengale who is wailing away for the car company has an awfully pretty voice. I feel sorry for all of these people who think that their bag-o-McDonalds is going to give them peace and happiness. They obviously haven't seen
Super-Size Me.
Damn, Scott Hatteberg just butchered a foul pop off Manny Ramirez. Not a good idea.
Strange that I haven't mentioned the Royals.
For a great read about the complexities of administrating an NBA roster, check out Mark Cuban's weblog about the
Steve Nash situation. Obviously, being a dotcom mogul, Cuban is an obvious candidate to use the Web for a forum like that. But can you imagine David Glass doing something like this?
Every owner should have a blog. All of them. Anyway, here is the most interesting passage in the entry:
In what is probably the ultimate stupidity of any business I have been involved with, we sign contracts that are guaranteed for periods when none of our revenue sources are.
I had never thought about sports ownership and long-term contracts in this way but that's an interesting concept to keep in mind.
Well, that's two scoreless for Dotel. Now we just need a run.
Damon scores on a mad dash to give the BoSox the win. Damn, what a good game. The Sox, A's, Angels, Yankees, Cubs (OK, the Cardinals, too) all seem to play about three games a week better than any game the Royals have played since 1994. That's an overstatement but not as much of one as I wish it were.
I guess some recent links are in order. In my
latest post for ESPN, I give a position-by-position by look at our wretched Boys in Blue. Check out this
Northern League Notebook. There's an error in there. Can you find it? I hate making errors, by the way. It keeps me up at night. No kidding - it really does.
In the latest
Stat Guy, I wrote about
Moneyball. Really, I'm sick of hearing about the book. But if announcers are going to talk about it and columnists are going to write about it, would it be nice if they had actually read the freaking thing? That's too much to ask, I know. Anyway, I threw a temper tantrum while writing this column. A have a serious problem with tantrums and thankfully, when in the presence of others, I can more or less keep this undesirable trait to myself. (Not always, though.) I'm no Tony Soprano, mind you, but more like Adam Sandler's character in
Punch-Drunk Love.
The source of my frustration in this case was the extremely limited space you have when you're writing analysis/commentary for a newspaper and you're pretty far down in the peckind order or, in my case, at the very bottom. Eighteen inches. That's what I have to work with. That's about 643 words (my standard is 35.71 words per inch). It's nothing. I can write 643 words in five minutes, though some of it might be gibberish. By contrast, I read an article by Stephen Goldman on the same topic, that ran, if I remember correctly, about 3100 words. If that column were to appear in
The Kansas City Star, it would be about 86 inches long. Don't get me wrong - I'm grateful for every one of the eighteen inches I do get. But, in the long run, I think I'd really like to get a gig for a magazine (online or otherwise), a sports Web site or a smaller daily paper as a full-blown columnist. Any one of those venues would give the chance to really stretch my legs. So as I was composing this latest column, when I checked my word count and it was already at 700 and I had only put in about half of what I wanted to put in, I yelled the F-word a few times, slammed my fist on my desk and otherwise acted like a general buffoon. Thankfully it was one of those tantrums when no one else was around. Even my dog was in the backyard.
I'm not entirely comfortable with the way the spots on the Dodgers' telecasts humanizes those bobblehead dolls. It sort of reminds me of the way a food commerical might have its product
talking. Hey there, Mr. M&M, watch out. I'm hungry.
Swartz speaks: In the July 5 issue of
The Sporting News, there is an article on pitcher health and all the new techniques like biomechanics and prehab. It's not a bad piece but if you've read Will Carroll's Saving the Pitcher, it's old hat. I would bet dollars to donuts that the writer got his idea from STP, which would be fine except that he never mentions the book. I don't see how you could write that piece at this time without mentioning Carroll when you are treading upon the exact same ground. Anyway, this nitpik aside, the whole article is undermined due to the presence of the Royals' own Alfred Hitchcock-shaped trainer, Nick Swartz. (Is it a bad thing when the person overseeing the physical well-being of your well-paid talent is built like a pear?) In the article, Swartz espouses the virtues of biomechanic imaging on young pitchers. Clearly, the Royals have put this technology to good use so far.