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The All-Star Game didn’t bomb, but . . .
« on: July 10, 2019, 04:30:05 pm »
The anticipated barrage never appeared. The pitchers ruled the roost. And the commissioner fiddled.
By Yours Truly
https://throneberryfields.com/2019/07/10/the-all-star-game-didnt-bomb-but/


On a night the pitchers ruled the All-Star
roost, Cleveland’s Shane Bieber proudly hoists
his All-Star Game MVP for the home audience.


Charlie Morton walked around the American League clubhouse in Cleveland’s Progressive Field wearing a T-shirt saying, “Openers Are Human, Too.” Referencing the semi-trend his Rays took up a couple of seasons ago, of starting a game with a pitcher who’d go an inning or two before turning it over to the bullpen. Little did he know. Or did he?

This year’s All-Star Game turned out to be a game of openers even if the openers—Justin Verlander (Astros) for the American League, Hyun-Jin Ryu (Dodgers) for the National League—and most of their relief on the night are starting pitchers by profession.

What it didn’t turn out to be was a game that reflected the season to date, despite assorted prognosticators anticipating home runs flying often and all over the place.

And it launched on a Let-The-Kids-Have-Fun note of its own, when Freddie Freeman (Braves) faced Verlander with two out in the first. Freeman agreed to be miked for the Fox Sports telecast, with the world knowing he’d ask Hall of Fame pitcher John Smoltz, now a Fox analyst, to tell him what starting catcher Gary Sanchez (Yankees) put down for Verlander. Fat chance.

He and Verlander played the at-bat like a pair of pranksters, almost, even when Verlander caught him looking at a fastball on the outer edge and a naughty curve ball that landed smack dab on the floor of the zone, before Verlander followed a slider inside (Freeman admitted on the air he was looking fastball there) by catching Freeman looking at strike three, a near-cutter hitting the same spot as that naughty curve.

It was all either Freeman or Verlander could do to keep from falling apart laughing as the leagues changed sides for the bottom of the first.

American League manager Alex Cora (defending world champion Red Sox) used nine pitchers, one per inning. Verlander’s relief Masahiro Tanaka (Yankees) got the credit for the win; six pitchers—Jose Berrios (Twins), Lucas Giolito (White Sox), Shane Bieber (Indians), Liam Hendriks (Athletics), Shane Greene (Tigers), and Brad Hand (Indians)—got credit for holds; Aroldis Chapman (Yankees) got credit for a save.

National League manager Dave Roberts (defending National League champion Dodgers) also used nine pitchers, but they covered eight innings. Ryu’s relief (and Dodgers rotation mate) Clayton Kershaw was handed the official loss; Jacob deGrom (Mets), Luis Castillo (Reds), Walker Buehler (Dodgers), and Mike Soroka (Braves) worked an inning each; Brandon Woodruff (Brewers) and Will Smith (Giants) shared the seventh inning; and, Sandy Alcantara (Marlins) worked the eighth.

If this had happened on both sides of a regular season game, the purists would have reached for the whiskey bottles if not gone Elvis on the television sets. It got even crazier with the American League’s 4-3 win in a game in which thirteen total hits produced seven total runs and only two of the runs came by way of home runs.

Charlie Blackmon (Rockies) spoiled Hendriks’s sixth inning, with two outs on strikeouts (Kris Bryant [Cubs] looking; Trevor Story [Rockies] swinging), by hitting a 1-0 fastball over the right center field wall. And Joey Gallo (Rangers)— after the AL scored its third run off pinch-hitter Xander Bogaerts (Red Sox) dialing a ducks-on-the-pond Area Code 6-4-3 (with Matt Chapman [Athletics] scoring the third AL run), knocking out Woodruff and bringing in Smith—tore Smith’s first service over the right field wall in the bottom of the seventh.

Gallo teed off an inning after two of the only bright lights for the Mets so far this season took care of all three American League outs. Jeff McNeil, inserted into left field, caught a pair of fly outs sandwiching a dazzling play in which Pete Alonso, Monday night’s Home Run Derby winner, picked off a tough throw from Max Muncy (Dodgers) playing second base but stationed at the grass and moving swift to stop Daniel Vogelbach’s (Mariners) hopper from turning into a base hit.

Then Alonso in the eighth ripped a pads-padded liner up the pipe for a two-run single to bring the National League to within a single run for the second time of the night. Blackmon’s bomb took them there the first time, after the American League pried a 2-0 lead out thanks to Astro scoring Astro off Kershaw in the first (Michael Brantley—given a nice ovation from his former home audience in Cleveland—banging a double off the left center field wall to send Alex Bregman home) and Twin (Jorge Polanco, hitting a bouncer Muncy knocked down but beating the throw to first for a hit) scoring Yankee (Gary Sanchez, with a leadoff double).

The other Met bright light at the All-Star Game, deGrom, became the National League’s first pitcher of the evening to retire the side in order when he worked the third. Castillo became the second with a 1-2-3 fourth; Soroka became the third with that 1-2-3 sixth abetted by McNeil and Alonso. Alcantara did it the hard way in the eighth, striking out Merrifield after Gleyber Torres (Yankees) opened with a single, then getting Jose Abreu (White Sox) to dial his own Area Code 6-4-3 to end the inning.

If there was a real star of the show other than Verlander’s and Freeman’s first inning hijinks, it was Bieber, the Indian starter against whom the rest of the American League hits only .214 so far this season. (At least one listener of my acquaintance heard his name as “Chained Beaver.” Go figure, and don’t ask.)

He struck out the side masterfully in the top of the fifth, catching Willson Contreras (Cubs) looking at a fastball on the corner, finishing a seven-pitch battle with Ketel Marte (Diamondbacks) with a swinging strikeout on what looked like a knuckle curve taking a swan dive, and ending another seven-pitch battle by catching Ronald Acuna, Jr. (Braves) looking at a slider that landed right down the chute.

Not even Chapman striking out the side to end the game was quite as crowd pleasing as Bieber was, even allowing that Bieber worked in his own home park. It landed him the prize as the All-Star Game’s most valuable player. But he may need to work a little bit on his postgame pithiness. “Baseball,” he said, referencing the lack of bombing in the year of the bomb, “is a funny game.” Joe Garagiola, call your office.

“”It was electric out there,” said Cora after the game. “the fans got in it and it was fun. And I’m glad that [Bieber] got the MVP. He plays at this level. He’s really good.”

Bieber made the All-Star team in the first place because Rangers pitcher Mike Minor’s eligibility vaporised when he pitched on Sunday. He’s now only the third All-Star to earn the game’s MVP in his home ballpark, joining Hall of Famer Pedro Martinez (Fenway Park, 1999) and Sandy Alomar, Jr. (then-Jacobs Field, 1997).

The only thing that got close to topping the Verlander-Freeman Show in the first was a series of scoreboard blunders during the game. When not misspelling Contreras’s and David Dahl’s (Rockies) names, they spelled McNeil’s name right—but showed deGrom’s smiling mug instead. Nothing against deGrom, of course, but McNeil was less than amused.

“I didn’t really like that,” he lamented. “I wanted to see my picture up there. I know my family did, too. What are you going to do, I guess, but I don’t think that should happen.”

It’s not unusual for things to happen that shouldn’t happen even in baseball games. Think about this: None of the sixteen American League pitchers on the 2017 All-Star team made this year’s model. The National League presented the youngest starting lineup in All-Star history, its average age 26. And both sides combined presented 36 first-time All-Stars.

Both leagues also wore a patch on their uniforms with a number 45, a tribute to the late Angels pitcher Tyler Skaggs; and, American League participants Mike Trout (who started the game) and Tommy La Stella (who didn’t get to appear) switched their uniform numbers to 45 in memory of their lost teammate.

If you’re thinking all the foregoing could prevent a little pre-game controversy, think again. Remember what put these All-Star teams together in the first place: a ridiculous “primary” vote for fans that let them vote five times and produced a “Starter’s Election” more notable for worthy snubs.

More players spoke out about how broken the All-Star ballots and votes were this year than in the past. What does that tell you?

And Commissioner Rob Manfred, who’s showing more and more of an ability to trip over himself, not to mention an increasing genius for pointing the way to wisdom by standing athwart it, did it again.

Manfred denies he awarded Cleveland this year’s All-Star Game contingent on tanking longtime logo Chief Wahoo—despite meeting with the Indians in 2017, announcing then that Cleveland would get the 2019 game, and announcing concurrently that the Tribe agreed to dump the Chief.

And Manfred replied to Verlander’s accusation that this year’s ball’s been juiced by saying MLB hasn’t altered or encouraged altering the balls—just a couple of weeks after the commissioner suggested a better-centered core was behind the balls’ reduced drag in flight.

This is the same commissioner who continues to insist that if baseball’s should-be marquee players aren’t on as many marquees as they ought to be, it’s . . . the players’ faults that they game they play and love can’t figure out ways to promote them properly enough.

The same commissioner who fiddles while the Mets—reduced to a clown show that’s as funny as a tax audit by the ham-fisted, brain-challenged touch of their owner and his near-clueless chief operating son—self-immolate. Imagine if a non-sports franchise enterprise did nothing while one or another franchisee reduced his or her stores or store groups to that kind of rubble.

Say what you will about Manfred’s predecessor, but at least Bud Selig dropped the scales from his eyes if only for the moments just long enough, after Frank McCourt compromised the Dodgers by turning the team into his personal ATM machine, and forced McCourt to sell the franchise.

And while Major League Baseball Players Association director Tony Clark agrees that baseball’s asleep at the switch when it comes to promoting its stars, Clark, like Manfred, says nothing still about redressing a very real grievance—the short, even blink-of-an-eye career players from 1949-80 who were frozen out of the 1980 pension plan realignment that now vested health benefits after one day’s major league service and now provided a retirement allowance after 43 days major league time.

Eight years ago, Selig and then-Players Association director Michael Weiner realigned the realignment, sort of: the frozen-out players would get $625 per 43 days major league time, with the 43 days representing a quarter and a sixteen-quarter limit, equal to $10,000 before taxes. But when such players pass away before collecting the final such payments, the money can’t be passed to their families.

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Re: The All-Star Game didn’t bomb, but . . .
« Reply #1 on: July 10, 2019, 05:17:08 pm »
Verlander is pretty adamant that the ball has changed.
Leading the league in home runs allowed will do that to a pitcher.
Most other players I've heard have preferred to stay away from the controversy.
Manfred is not helping himself by doing a flip-flop on the issue.

All-in-all I enjoyed the game this year, more than most,
I'll admit to homerism on my part, as the Astros preformed well.
I did get a kick out of the players being mic'ed, and that first inning exchange was a hoot.
I did hear Freeman say he was expecting a fastball.
Bregman getting after at Springer for missing the cut-off man was pretty funny.


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Re: The All-Star Game didn’t bomb, but . . .
« Reply #2 on: July 10, 2019, 05:43:01 pm »
Verlander is pretty adamant that the ball has changed.
Leading the league in home runs allowed will do that to a pitcher.
Most other players I've heard have preferred to stay away from the controversy.
Manfred is not helping himself by doing a flip-flop on the issue.

All-in-all I enjoyed the game this year, more than most,
I'll admit to homerism on my part, as the Astros preformed well.
I did get a kick out of the players being mic'ed, and that first inning exchange was a hoot.
I did hear Freeman say he was expecting a fastball.
Bregman getting after at Springer for missing the cut-off man was pretty funny.
Yep! Let the kids play.

But Verlander's not the only pitcher who's mused aloud about the ball changes this year and the last couple of years. (I remember him wondering about it last year, too.) I remember Clayton Kershaw saying the newer balls had the kind of seam changes that made it trickier for him to grip and pull on his curve ball.

Giving up home runs isn't the worst thing that can happen to a pitcher. Robin Roberts made it to the Hall of Fame despite giving up one less home run lifetime than Eddie Murray eventually hit.


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Re: The All-Star Game didn’t bomb, but . . .
« Reply #3 on: July 10, 2019, 05:57:30 pm »
Yep! Let the kids play.

But Verlander's not the only pitcher who's mused aloud about the ball changes this year and the last couple of years. (I remember him wondering about it last year, too.) I remember Clayton Kershaw saying the newer balls had the kind of seam changes that made it trickier for him to grip and pull on his curve ball.

Giving up home runs isn't the worst thing that can happen to a pitcher. Robin Roberts made it to the Hall of Fame despite giving up one less home run lifetime than Eddie Murray eventually hit.

Yes, I've heard about the altered seams as well.
Verlander will be fine, of course, but the number is high this year, though he has had a history of allowing home runs.

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Re: The All-Star Game didn’t bomb, but . . .
« Reply #4 on: July 10, 2019, 06:13:43 pm »
Yes, I've heard about the altered seams as well.
Verlander will be fine, of course, but the number is high this year, though he has had a history of allowing home runs.
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I wrote this last month . . .

Think, don't lament
Everyone's lamenting the new juiced ball. But I think there's more going on---and more that should go on.

(14 June 2019)

Ring Lardner became disillusioned with baseball because of the live ball era. He wrote about it plainly in a New Yorker essay in 1930, “Br’er Rabbit Ball.” Today’s analysts and perhaps a lot of those who play and manage baseball wonder about today’s home run inflation, as in there are just too damn many of them this year.

One minute you can’t help wondering whether some people can never be satisfied. In the same minute you can’t help wondering whether they’d like to return to the so-called dead ball era, when baseballs weren’t so lively and weren’t replaced by official rule every couple of plays.

Think about that one a moment. In the dead ball era, pitchers rarely posted ERAs over 3.00 if at all, and you could lead the league in home runs with—wait for it—nine. (Ty Cobb did that, in 1909.) In 1968, we saw some magnificent pitching performances but lamented that it suppressed hitting. The Year of the Pitcher, we called it.

Like Ring Lardner, I love watching pitchers working on solid performances get rewarded for those. Unlike a lot of people wringing their hands now, I’m not about to wonder whether the home run epidemic, if an epidemic it truly is, is going to wreck baseball. The game has amazing ways of righting itself, sometimes with a little help from the outside (however spurious), sometimes just by its own organic recourse.

Maybe it was ridiculous when the Nationals tied a Show record last Sunday when four straight men (Howie Kendrick, Trea Turner, Adam Eaton, Anthony Rendon) teed off against a former teammate now labouring for the Padres. (Craig Stammen.)

But maybe there were odds in favour of it not so much because of the juiced ball as because, just maybe, a) the four Nats were familiar enough with the pitcher to be able to turn whatever he threw to them into rocketry; and, b) Padres manager Andy Green didn’t have the acumen in the moment to reach for another reliever, maybe even his closer Kirby Yates who hadn’t appeared in a couple of days, at least after the second Nat bomber (Turner) launched.

And maybe that was nothing compared to the party the Phillies and the Diamondbacks had the following day. In a ballpark (Citizens Bank Park) that’s renowned enough for being a haven for hitting while compelling pitchers to step up their game just so. Oops. Only two of the eight pitchers sent to work that day (four for each team) worked without seeing any service sail over the fences. And only two of the day’s pitchers had ERAs below 4.60.

The Phillies and the Diamondbacks hit thirteen bombs between them and the Diamondbacks won, 13-8, with the Phillies collecting thirteen hits to the Diamondbacks’ fourteen. Three Snakes (Jarrod Dyson, Ketel Marte, David Peralta) opened the game with home runs. Four batters (Dyson, the Phillies’ Scott Kingery twice, and the Phillies’ Rhys Hoskins) led off innings with home runs. Four of the game’s 21 runs scored on anything except home runs.

This year’s rather surprising Twins are also thought to be the prime offenders when it comes to how much they think the chicks still dig the long ball. Only the Astros and the Dodgers have records better than the Twins’ 45-22 as of this morning. Entering today’s play the Twins have hit more home runs through this morning (132) than Cobb hit in his entire career. (115.) Six of their regular players have home runs in double digits; one of them (designated hitter Nelson Cruz) was the only man to hit 40 or more bombs in 2014.

Some lament the return of the so-called cheap home run. You know: the loft or the liner that barely makes it to the edge of the bleachers. (Buster Olney, ESPN, on a podcast: “How many times have we heard announcers say, ‘I can’t believe that one went out’?”) We’ve heard that argument before and in different contexts. There were those, unfortunately, who thought Roger Maris got a lot of “cheap” home runs when he busted ruthsrecord in 1961 because Maris’s specialty was the high line drive, not the ICBM launch.

But you wonder. A barrage of home runs has enough people lamenting the lack of “real action” in games. A dearth of homers and round after round of machine-gun grounders and liners and road running could well enough have enough people lamenting the game actually needs to slow down a trifle or three.

ESPN’s David Schoenfield has performed a service re-tracing the evolution of the baseball itself. As he reminds us and we probably should have known going in, this year’s model isn’t exactly the first time the ball has been re-made/re-modeled:

1911—Almost a full decade before the so-called live ball was born, baseballs were changed from rubber centers to cork centers. The new ball was actually introduced during the 1910 World Series and the game’s overseers of the time decided to keep it. (The Philadelphia Athletics hit .322 as a team to smother the .234-hitting Cubs in the 1910.)

Fifteen players hit .300+ in 1910 and only three slugged .470+. Thirty players hit .300+ in 1911 and thirteen slugged .470+. The hitting bump didn’t last thanks to the advent of a few crafty ball doctors on the mound by 1916. The live ball era would just have to wait.

1920-21—In the film version of Eight Men Out, Ring Lardner (played by the film’s director John Sayles, who could have been Lardner’s doppleganger) is seen chatting with Black Sox pitcher Eddie Cicotte before the ill-fated 1919 World Series and showing Cicotte a ball that’s “wound tighter” and a potential handicap for pitchers such as himself.

The ball actually didn’t change all that much. What did change was a) Babe Ruth moving to the Yankees and to a homer-friendly home park (the Polo Grounds, with its notorious short foul lines) and busting out big; b) the new rule requiring fresh balls in play at all times, after the tragedy of Ray Chapman; and, c) the formal ban of the spitball and other ball doctoring.

1930—Batters went nuts. The major league average that year was 5.55 runs a game; the Giants hit .319 as a complete team and the National League overall hit .303, abetted by the hapless Phillies posting a team 6.71 ERA. It’s also the year Freddie Lindstrom’s hitting average was .379, which as Schoenfield notes is probably the major reason he eventually became one of the worst picks for the Hall of Fame.

It was ridiculous looking enough that season that even the National League couldn’t take it. They ordered a new ball for 1931 with a thicker cover and a slightly higher seam. The American League didn’t mind the big hitting numbers, though.

1977—Out went the Spalding people as makers of the game’s balls, and in came Rawlings. A year earlier, baseball scored an average 3.99 runs per game. Some said the new Rawlings ball had a little more hop; others thought the new expansion teams in Seattle and Toronto meant a temporary pitching dilution. The 1977 runs per game: 4.77.

1987—Whitey Herzog wasn’t the only man in baseball presuming corked bats. But he turned out to be wrong. Something happened to the balls for that season. Sparky Anderson called them “nitroglycerin balls.” So much for the Mets’ Howard Johnson being accused of corking bats, prompting Mets reliever Roger McDowell to leave a bat in front of the Cardinals’ dugout with chunks of cork glued around the barrel to zap their accusations.

Johnson emerged as one of the National League’s home run kings in 1987, but he’d reach the highest single-season number of his career in . . . 1991, when the switch-hitting infielder hit 38 to lead the league. Whatever the guy who shared a name with an iconic travel lodge and restaurant chain was doing, it didn’t have anything to do with his lumber.

If you need more evidence, baseball went from 4.72 runs a game in ’87 to 4.14 in ’88, and that, Schoenfield notes, was also lower than the runs per game in 1984-86. One player who hit 22 home runs over the previous three seasons hit 24 in ’87. (Wade Boggs.) Another whose career average per 162 games was 27 home runs hit 49 in ’87: Andre Dawson.

“Then, just like that, the ball was dead,” Schoenfield writes. “In 1987, only four starting pitchers had a sub-3.00 ERA. In 1988, 20 pitchers achieved that mark. The sport entered a five-year span with a relative lull in offense.”

1993—There were players turning to actual or alleged performance-enhancing substances by that year, but Rawlings also converted from hand-made to machine-made cores, winding them tighter.

And you know something? Every time the baseballs themselves were remodeled, it didn’t take as long as you think for things to begin leveling off again to a reasonable extent. This year’s ball may be a Super Ball but then this year’s hitters are still amidst the trend of the last couple of seasons in which they’re oriented to launch angling and big swinging, and this year’s pitchers are still trying to throw the proverbial lamb chops past the wolves.

Or are they? Pay closer attention to the published play-by-play game logs the next day when you’re not able to watch certain games. Watch the pitchers going to more off-speed stuff. You’ll be surprised at how many of them, even the known power pitchers, are doing it; some of them even spend entire plate appearances showing hitters nothing fast. Watch how many batters are putting how many balls in play, whether ground balls or line drives. They’re doing it a little more often than you think, and they’re even beginning, little by little, to wise up about the overshifts.

And they’re using more maple bats now than before. Don’t discount it: Balls jump faster off maple bats than they did off the old ash bats. But keep an eye on birch bats. They’re considered tougher than ash and more flexible than maple, and they may be coming more into major league teams near you if they haven’t already. The wood itself is lighter, but that lets a hitter so inclined to swing a bat with a fatter barrel through the hitting zone. The balls probably aren’t the only things that have changed.

Baseball may be on a home run binge now but I’m not entirely convinced it’s going to stay that way. Sooner or later, there’ll be pitchers getting it into their heads that they need something more than a supersonic fastball to survive on the mound—they need to use their heads as well as their arms. Hitters with smarts as well as strength don’t have to power a swing—just make contact and that supersonic fastball is liable to fly abroad.

Sooner or later, there’ll be batters getting it into their heads that they’re not going to hit balls into the path of Jupiter’s moons every time they connect, and when they’re being gifted a big piece of field, they learn to break the patterns hammered into them and respond accordingly. Hitters stubborn enough to keep pulling into those shifts are hitters who aren’t going to survive in the major league game.

One thing above all isn’t likely to change no matter how many times the balls and the bats are. “Hitting is timing,” said Warren Spahn. “Pitching is destroying timing.” Spahn pitched with his brains equal to his arm. The sooner pitchers in today’s game equalise their brains to their arms, the sooner their coaches steer them back toward mind over matter, the sooner the game “rights” itself.

“As long as home runs are obtained with properly-obtained bodies and under protocol,” writes 12up‘s Parker White, “no baseball fan (or casual observer) should have a problem with more longballs. Often, that’s how fandom itself is made.” But smart pitching often makes fandom, too. So does smart and slightly daring defense, from the Flying Wallendas in the 1969 Mets’ outfield to Andrew Benintendi in last year’s American League Championship Series.

Wait ’till the next aberrational imbalance, perhaps another Year of the Pitcher. Then we’re going to hear choruses of “pitching is destroying the game” again, equal to the ones now singing about “hitting/home runs are destroying the game.” Baseball is supposed to be the thinking person’s sport. A little thinking would go a long way for those who play and administer the game. But who cares what I think?


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Re: The All-Star Game didn’t bomb, but . . .
« Reply #5 on: July 10, 2019, 06:39:36 pm »
"....to Andrew Benintendi in last year’s American League Championship Series."

You just had to throw that in there.

Just kiddin' around.
I know Astro fans on the forum have been going at you a bit.

Seriously, they've had other changes like the height of the pitchers mound, that have effected the game.
I think moving away from Canyon-like multi-purpose stadiums has could also be a factor.

It's a far cry from the time when you had a Jack Clark and 8 speedsters, built for Astroturf in St. Louis.

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Re: The All-Star Game didn’t bomb, but . . .
« Reply #6 on: July 10, 2019, 07:01:39 pm »
"....to Andrew Benintendi in last year’s American League Championship Series."

You just had to throw that in there.

Just kiddin' around.
I know Astro fans on the forum have been going at you a bit.
*laughing* It had nothing to do with that. That catch would have been an eternal highlight reel entry even if Benintendi played for the Marlins and Bregman (who hit the ball, and it would have been a bases-clearing game-winning hit otherwise) played for the Orioles.

Seriously, they've had other changes like the height of the pitchers mound, that have effected the game.
I think moving away from Canyon-like multi-purpose stadiums has could also be a factor.

It's a far cry from the time when you had a Jack Clark and 8 speedsters, built for Astroturf in St. Louis.
Losing the cookie-cutter stadiums did have a big factor. So did the advent of all the retro parks that looked great (way better than the big washing machine tubs that were the multipurpose stadiums) but had quirky enough individual dimensions and often as not proved more hitter than pitcher friendly.


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Re: The All-Star Game didn’t bomb, but . . .
« Reply #7 on: July 10, 2019, 07:16:29 pm »
*laughing* It had nothing to do with that. That catch would have been an eternal highlight reel entry even if Benintendi played for the Marlins and Bregman (who hit the ball, and it would have been a bases-clearing game-winning hit otherwise) played for the Orioles.

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True, I had to admire the catch.

Losing the cookie-cutter stadiums did have a big factor. So did the advent of all the retro parks that looked great (way better than the big washing machine tubs that were the multipurpose stadiums) but had quirky enough individual dimensions and often as not proved more hitter than pitcher friendly

I was trying to remember who all had those Cookie cutter-circles, but frankly, I'd be better off not spending a lot if time on it, too strange to think about it now.
Off the top of my head, Cincinnati, St. Louis, Oakland (still does), Houston, Pittsburgh, Philly, San Fran (Candlestick park was just weird).Seattle, and that's all I got.
I was thinking San Diego, but I wasn't sure.
There was that crazy time when the Rams played in Anaheim.

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Re: The All-Star Game didn’t bomb, but . . .
« Reply #8 on: July 10, 2019, 07:31:32 pm »
I was trying to remember who all had those Cookie cutter-circles, but frankly, I'd be better off not spending a lot if time on it, too strange to think about it now.
Off the top of my head, Cincinnati, St. Louis, Oakland (still does), Houston, Pittsburgh, Philly, San Fran (Candlestick park was just weird).Seattle, and that's all I got.
I was thinking San Diego, but I wasn't sure.
There was that crazy time when the Rams played in Anaheim.
Candlestick Park didn't begin as an enclosed stadium, though Walter O'Malley legendarily obtained a copy of the park's blueprints and instructed his Dodger Stadium-to-be architect, "Study these and learn what not to do."

Most likely the multipurpose cookie-cutters began with Shea Stadium, which opened in 1964 (and was actually the park New York building czar Robert Moses wanted to jam down O'Malley's throat rather than let him build a new park in Brooklyn) and, while never enclosed, fit the prototype only too well.


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