Listen. For the record, as of April 3rd, 2008, the Royals and Nats have the best records in the AL and NL, respectively. I'm putting down money on a Royals-Nats World Series. Anyone want to give me some odds?

Seriously, let's start posting again. I want to see some playoff predictions from everyone. Maybe some fantasy talk. Baseball politics.

Let's do it.

It should have been 'Sawks"

The Associated Press reports that staff at the Franklin Park Zoo in Boston named a baby giraffe "Sox" to honor the Red Sox four-game World Series sweep of the Colorado Rockies.

The Expat

There has been a large amount of clamor around this blog that all the contributers blog, and I'm the last writer to jump on the blog-train.

September, there isn't a better time to write about baseball, well, I guess for a Cubs fan like myself, April when we haven't started thinking "wait 'til next year" might be best month. As Zambrano cools off and the Cubs stumble to the finish line, I'm trying to avoid thinking about records, stats, standings, etc. I recently moved to the District of Columbia - home of the Washington Nationals. The Nationals are the remains of the dysfunctional Montreal Expos. They moved to DC in 2005, and took up roots in RFK Stadium, a multipurpose complex on the Southeast side that opened it's doors in 1961. RFK was the first stadium designed to serve more than one sport; unfortunately, this "cookie cutter" design proved to be unideal for any sport. From the upper-deck, the stadium looks like a deep canyon with bright yellow glossy sandstone walls. The perfect arc that creates the homerun fence lends itself well to a geometry; unfortunately, it doesn't help the baseball aesthetics of the stadium. However, despite the recent move-in, stadium, and losing record the Nationals still create a strong presence in the city. Nationals gear and support can be spotted all over the city from the Mall to the hip bars of Adams Morgan.

Tickets are $5 on Wednesdays, so I organized a group trip to the game. 15 people responded yes. I asked my friend if I should buy the tickets in advance, so we could all sit together. "No need," he replied. "There will be seats. Decent seats" Against my instincts, I went with it.

On the subway heading to the game, we ran into some young GW students who were also on their way to the game. They already had tickets. They offered us tickets. Modestly we said, no, we had a lot of people.

"No, really. We have a ton of extra tickets."

"Okay, we'll take 15." I joked.

"Alright, hold on. Let me count them out."

After a bit of research taking with some locals, I discovered that receiving free tickets is a common experience. Everybody has tickets; most people are willing to give away those tickets. They're like iTunes gift cards - impractical but guaranteed to be given away at any fundraiser. In many ways, this appeals to my root baseball instinct - you can't guarantee them to win, but you can guarantee a good time. When the tickets are affordable you can eat a hot dog, spit out salted peanut shells, and drink a cold beer on a warm summer evening. For me that's the best way to see a baseball game - no matter how the team does or how eroded the stadium is.

The Baltimore Uh-O's

My hat's off to Clay Buchholz. The young fellah just threw a no-hitter for the Boston Red Sox. No-hitters are always pretty historic, and this was no exception. It was the 3rd no-hitter caught by Jason Varitek. No one has caught 3 since some guy for the Black Sox. It was also the first rookie no-hitter in Red Sox history. Even more incredible, it was Buchholz's 2nd big league start, EVER! nice work.

But it was the Orioles.

This is the same team that gave up 30 (THIRTY!!!!) runs to the rangers. whoops. That hasn't happened in a hundred plus years. You weren't gonna run into a lot of people that saw 30 runs scored by a major league team, until the other week. This is a 59-75 team. They aren't having the best run of it here. 30 runs, no hits. What's next? Cy-type dominator Eric Bedard misses time with a strained oblique? OH WAIT. that just happened. Sorry Baltimore.

Also sorry to Buccholz. Congrats on the no-no, but the Orioles had it coming I guess.

Some Randomness

Now that I have consistent web access, I'll throw some BS up here. I mean, that's what we Law Students are all about anyway, right?
So, without looking at the standings, I'll make some playoff picks:
NL West: 'Zona
Central: Paulie, hate to do it do you, but Cubbies take it.
East: Phils, just cause.
Wildcard: Pods? I have no idea.

AL West: Vlad (by himself)
Central: Indians.
East: Sox; even after the sweep, the overpaid pinstripe unit can't make up games.
Wildcard: But, they can take the wildcard. Sorry Seattle.

Now, as a student at UMich, I bought season tickets to the Big House. Tomorrow is the first game. I'll be there, with camera.

Question: Dream Playoffs?

Getting everybody (almost, Come on Wally, Hags) to write in their picks was awesome for getting people to post. I think every once in a while, if there's nothing really going down on the site we should ask a question.

Heres my question: Forget who you think will make the playoffs. For these 2007 teams, what would be your ideal playoffs picture?

Feel free to give a break down of how they end up, who wins it all, or just say who's dancing. I want to think this over for a little bit, but you can guess who wins.

Note: Albert getting a little warm. HR in 4 straight or something. Hags, you scared?

There's Only One October, Far Too Much Dane Cook

We all love October, but does anyone like Dane Cook? Maybe he was funny for a week or so, I don't know. His latest comedy endeavour, "Vicious Circle", a feature length comedy performance was filmed in front of thousands of people. The audience and set was huge, which tells you he is making huge bucks, and as a result it looks like his comedic efforts have fallen off. The stuff he does now is just obnoxious. This includes a series of commercials for MLB hyping the postseason.

I could do without him for sure. One of the commercials is some thing about the "unkown brewers" and how exciting they'll be in the postseason. They had the largest division lead in the NL when it came out, which is probably why they went that way, but it looks like a hard sell now. Haha.

Is this off base? Am I the only one that thinks Dane Cook is Douche Cake? Couldn't they have gotten anyone better? I would rather have seen Justin Timberlake. They could have given me Flavor Flav, or Christina Aguilera, or the Coreys Haim and Feldman. I would actually have preferred Rosie O'Donnell, but Dane Cook? bleh.

Cuck the Fubs and Yuck the Fankees

In the heart of a well massive cards cubs series, I was pumped that game 2 would be covered by FOX. I hunkered down to watch what was to be a struggle for the birds, only to find out that instead they would be showing the yankees play the tigers. FUCK! fuck that. The yankees? Every yankees game is on here in NY, obviously. it is NY. But come on! NY is the largest city in America, and it's full of people who have moved there from elsewhere in the states. It must have the most diverse group of baseball fans in the US right? And still I have to watch the fucking yankees. I haven't watched one yet, and I wasn't going to start now.

So I resigned myself to watching TiVo and taking update calls from Wayne. He usually gives good play by play over the phone. He called to let me know Prince Albert had spanked his 27th to make it a 3-5 ball game late. With long-baller Chris Duncan playing the role of the tying run at the plate, and me clutching my "Cubs Suck" shirt in NY, they walked off the field on a 1-2 count and held the game. FUCK!

Not a fun day for me.

Home Sweet Home

I’m at Logan airport in Boston, trying to get home to Chicago. My flight was scheduled for 7 am, but due to maintenance issues, the plane isn’t taking off for an indeterminate amount of time, if at all. Good times. My WiFi antenna is also on the fritz, so I don’t have any access to the super highway. Better times. The only option left to me is to write my first blog entry, and as Paul would say, I have to free-style this one.

So here are my picks, boys:

AL East: Boston
AL Central: Cleveland
AL West: Seattle
Wild card: Detroit

NL East: Atlanta
NL Central: Chicago
NL West: Arizona
Wild Card: San Diego

Boston: A no-brainer. They’ve been a bit sloppy lately, but it’s nothing to worry about. Every team goes through a slump at some point in the season, and the Sawks are no different. From what I remember, they have a pretty easy schedule coming up.

Detroit: I had a tough time choosing between the Tigers and Yanks for the wild card. I think it’s going to be decided in the last few days of the season. The Tigers have been terrible since the break while the Yanks are one of the hottest teams in the league currently, which has allowed the Yanks to get back into the wildcard. But fortunes will reverse, and the Tigers will pull away again. The Yanks can’t stay hot forever, and the Tigers can’t stay cold.

Cleveland: Another team that’s lost their mojo. What is wrong with Pronk? He’s on both of my fantasy teams, and I’ve been holding off on trading him because I didn’t want to sell low, and I thought it was only a matter of time. Call me naïve, but I think he will turn it around by season’s end, and he will push the Tribe to the pennant.

Seattle: Trendy pick.

Atlanta: They made some serious moves at the break, and they have a pretty good track record since 1990.

Chicago: The Cards just don’t have the pitching to get them through September. The Brew Crew is showing their inexperience with the chase, and they’re imploding. I’d say the Cubs are the best of the worst; if they can find a way to win without Soriano, and stay only one or two games out of the lead, then I think they’ll be able to make a late September push to secure the pennant.


Arizona: Burn, baby, Byrne(s).

San Diego: Peavy, the Giles bros.

As you can probably guess, I don’t know shit about the NL. I hate the NL (but that’s for another post).

Later today: I made it home after waiting around at the airport for 6 hours. And this is something that I just can’t understand, but my little brother bought a Yankees cap. I did give him a good scare when I threatened to bend the rim and remove the 50/50 sticker that’s all the rage these days. Matt doesn’t watch baseball either. Just goes to show how much cultural significance the Bombers hold. I've taken the punk to 4 or 5 White Sox games in the last 2 years, and he still picked the Yanks over the Good Guys.

The Boys of Summer

I know most of us watch SportsCenter, and will probably see this play, but I also know Tariq won't. This is for him. The Little League World Series has begun here in the states, and it has started off right. I just saw the web gem of the year, in the first game of the tourney, between the Walpole, MA and Hamilton, OH. The setup reads like a backyard fantasy chant - down a run to MA, runner on 3rd, 2 outs, bottom of the 6th (remember they only play 6), ______ steps up to the plate...

on an 0-2 count, BANG! He hits it high. He hits it deeeeeeep. WHA!?!?

OH MY GOD HE CAUGHT IT!

Michael Rando got up as high as a 12-year old gets up, reached over the wall, and snagged a would-be walk-off 2-run homerun. Unreal.

Post game comments: Rando - "Well before he hit the ball, I was thinking to myself, I'd love to make a great play out here in the outfield."

Remarkable

Pain and Picks

I have promised myself that an XM radio is in my sports future, and Wayne has agreed to pay for the unit. Haven't gotten it yet, so the last month of my life has been Cardsless. Today was the start of a HUGE, EPIC, CLASSIC weekend wrap-around 4-game set at Wrigley. Every game will be televised here in Pawling. If I were a praying man, my prayers would be answered. Unfortunately I just sat down to watch the entirety of a gut-wrencher pitchers' duel that ended well for the cubes. BOO.

There was definitely a playoff atmosphere in my apartment, including all the typical celebration/desperation. I jumped and screamed when albert blasted his 26th, and I covered my face and squinted as he flew out to end the Cardinals' chances in the 8th. A 2-1 loss is better than a 10-0, but everything hurts against the cubs. bleh. Let's get the next couple, k?

Now on to my playoff picks.

Since I was the only one with the guts to put my pre-season picks out there, I will not accept any heat for my Marlins pick, which is now hurting somewhere 11.5 out of the division. With that exception, the rest of my picks are still pretty conceivable. Part of me wants to throw 'em back out here with pride, and hope for the best. Another part of me really wants the Baby Backs in October. Here they are:

NL East: Marlins Braves
NL Central: Cardinals (original pick)
NL West: Diamond Backs
NL Wildcard: Mets

Gotta stick by the Cardinals. What else could I live for? It looks now like the Brewers have little to no shot in staving off the creeping Cards and the Cubs, who now share the lead. The Cubs could win it, but even if they will, you can't PICK the Cubs. You can't actually PICK the cubs, tariq, even if they'll win. Cardinals! I do hate the Mets, and I would love to pick the Padres to come back a little bit and nab that best-of-the-rest spot for the west, but the Mets are a strong team. I'll take them. (boo)

AL East: Boston (original pick)
AL Central: Indians (original pick)
AL West: Angels (original pick)
AL Wildcard: Yankees?...

I REALLY want to see the Mariners in the postseason, but it's hard to say that they will get the 3 games they need from a team like the whatever Angels of wherever, and it's just about impossible to say they will outplay the yankees down the stretch, not the way the yankins have been crankin. Then again the yankees have that potential to go from flaming hot to choking cold at the drop of a series. It's tough.

REVISION
AL Wildcard: Mariners
Gambare Ichiro-san! Figh-to! Figh-to! Figh-to!

Stepping up to the plate

(even if it means just swinging wildly at every pitch I see)

If this is Bart's idea, how come he isn't leading the charge?

This is typical of our family (You guys realise this blog is family property, right?). Everyone wants to tell everyone else what to do, but no one wants to actually do anything. It reminds me of a poll I saw in one of the daily papers earlier this week. 100% of the college kids surveyed said changes were needed in Indian politics. Yet just 0.17% of those same college kids were willing to join politics to try and change things themselves. Moral of the story: Let someone else do the heavy lifting.

Well, I've decided to do some of that lifting. And not just because Paul called me out (although that did hurt).

AL
Boston in the East
Detroit in the Central
Anaheim in the West
New York the Wild Card

NL
Mets in the East
Cubs in the Central (sorry Paul)
San Diego in the West
Arizona the Wild Card

Now, I wanna point out my predictions don't mean much. They are based primarily on the standings, my personal loyalties, and my gut. I've only been able to watch a handful of Yankees games this year, and I haven't had much time to look at team (or individual) stats either. So guessing is as good as it gets with me.

But if it kickstarts the rest of you slackers, then opening myself up to ridicule will be worth it.

And for the hell of it, here's another Peanuts cartoon, courtesy the Yahoo comic site.

Bart, you're up!

A Calling Out

I recently visited my good friend Bartlomiej Borej (I hope I pronounced that correctly) in Boston, MA. We had a gay old time. Bart wants to actually start writing for the blog, which I fully support. DO IT BOT! He had another good idea too. In attempt to get us all to check in and write something, he suggested we ALL post our playoff picks from here on out. Knowing what we know, calls em likes we sees em. I tried to do this at the start of the season, but it was just me and the injun then, and he got real dandruffy on it. Tariq, Bart, Charles, Wayland (if you exist; you have sort of replaced the NHL's myth status) POST IN THIS BLOG! Take your picks now! I've finally written again, now it's your turn. Do it. Do it.

Come on.

Do it.

The Natural

After a 16 hour move from my beloved Saint Louis to the heart of AL country and Yanks-Sawks battleground, I just couldn't bring myself to write. But then... If there was one thing that could bring my atrophied pen back to the Indo-American you KNEW it was Rick Ankiel. What a fellah, what a story!

I hope you have heard by now all about the 13-win lefty from 2001 with a lightning fastball and a dominant curve ball. In the 2001 NLDS he threw 9 wild pitches in 4 innings, setting 2 records (WP in an inning, WP in a game). It wasn't choking. It was something much much worse. It was a total collapse. Rick Ankiel was worse than beat. He was defeated.

Time off must have been hard for him, but the Cardinals signed him to a minor league contract as an OF, and he worked and worked relentlessly. For me, now an icon of determination and hard work, Rick worked his way up. He could hit! 32 AAA HR this year. My dad and I kept checking in, praying he would be brought up, waiting for that moment.

Then like that it happened. Where else would I have hear, but the ESPN bottom line? I yelled. I jumped off the couch. I grabbed my phone and called the trifecta of STL sports fans, Wayne, Will, and Denes. No one had heard yet. whoo! could not wait. Denes actually went to the game.

I don't know if some lesser fans would have booed a guy they put so much stake in. Maybe a comeback like that gets a warm reception anywhere. In Saint Louis, it gets a standing ovation. Rick was our guy, and no one was happier to see him back than us. CRACK!!! Ankiel straight Gibsoned a 3-run slider out to right. I have NEVER seen Tony La Russa that happy or excited. That includes the recent championship. No one could have been more proud than Tony La Russa, and no one deserved it more than Rick Ankiel.

Then he hit 2 more bombs. Tony said, "that's it. He's a big leaguer from here on. Forever." He definitely strikes out a lot, but the promises of power are real. He's given a HUGE jolt to that ball club, and it could not have come at a better time. 5.5 back of the brewers and 4 back of the cubs, the next 7 days is a 4-game set in Milwaukee, and a 3-gamer at Wrigley.

Rick Ankiel, lefty strikeout artist of old, taken from the game, climbs his way back to the bigs hitting homers. I have heard that story before, but that was a movie. Roy Hobbes did it for the NY Knights and won the pennant for Pop. That can happen in movies and books you see. Roy Hobbes can actually carry a team all the way to the top. Could that happen in Saint Louis? Could Rick Ankiel single-handedly lift the Cardinals to the division lead?

no.

That doesn't happen in real life. Rick's just one guy, and baseball is a team sport. Lucky for Rick his team happens to include Albert Pujols, and Scott Rolen (who is finally getting hot), so he doesn't have to do it all himself. You can't name the starting rotation, but the team has come alive at a time when the brewers and cubs lost 4 straight a piece. This will be a huge week, and it could be the starting block for a great stretch run in the NL central. It'll be tough for Rick and Birds the do it, but Roy Hobbes said it best before that playoff game, "well, it'll be a team effort."

I'm just glad Rick's on that team.

More Charlie Brown and baseball

What happened to the catcher?

I love baseball

The All-Star Game

I'm not a big fan of the All-Star game deciding home field advantage in the World Series. I feel the game should be played primarily for fun. There are 162 regular season games played which can decide home field advantage.

Yes, Soriano was animated after his two-run blast in the bottom of the ninth made it a one-run game. Dmitri Young was bopping and smiling in the dugout as the NL loaded the bases thanks to three walks. The only person who didn't seem to be enjoying himself was AL manager Jim Leyland. Well, him and J.J., who gave up Soriano's homer.

And I have to admit, I was on the edge of my seat too.

Then again, I probably would have been anyway. The players would probably have been juiced too, given that they are hyper-competitive athletes. The managers might have been a little more relaxed, but they probably enjoy bragging rights too. Plus home field advantage is only going to matter to two teams. Did Gil Meche really care about gaining home field advantage for his league?

The art of negotiation

Mark Buehrle wanted to stay with the Chicago White Sox. His teammates wanted him to stay with the Chicago White Sox. The Chicago White Sox wanted him to stay with the Chicago White Sox.

And yet it looked, briefly, like Mark Buehrle might be leaving the Chicago White Sox.

He isn't now, having signed a four-year, $56 million deal. But the mere fact that it was even in doubt goes to show how ridiculous contract negotiations can be in professional sports. ESPN.com ran a story on July 7 written by Buster Olney that said, "Now it appears that his [Buehrle's] contract talks have broken down for good, and he may soon be traded."

The mind boggles.

Stalled

Is what this blog is.

Just like the Yankees.

Paul is busy touring - mutil-talented is my young american friend - while I have been busy working. I've also had to replace my laptop, which took much longer than it needed to. I now have a new laptop but it refuses to connect to the internet. These are the problems of living in a developing economy.

Once Paul is done touring, he will be moving to New York (the state, not the city), where he will begin teaching little kids math and coach 'em at baseball and soccer. He will, hopefully, also start contributing to this blog again. In the mean time, we'll have a couple of other contributors too. I'll let them introduce themselves when they sign up.

I'll also add, very quickly, that I have been very surprised by the Detroit Tigers this year. I was expecting a "sophomore slump", figuring last year would be a tough act to follow with everyone expecting the team to be as good this year.

I could not have been more wrong.

The team is only a half game out from having the best record in the major league, and is probably playing the best baseball of any team heading into the All-Star break. Once the Tigers get their relief pitching in order, I'd be afraid. Very afraid.

New York, New York!

Yes, Pauli beat me to a Yankees story. But only because I was busy with my day job: researching and writing for the Wall Street Journal. Besides, what is Pauli going to do if I don't write? Fire me? The Journal, on the hand, would do exactly that. It was an easy choice to make.

Obviously I'm glad the Rocket is coming back to NYC. I'm glad he decided not to go to Boston. That would have sucked. He is a huge upgrade for the Yankees, even if he turns out to be only 75 percent as effective as he has been the last two years. Yet I can't help wondering, as great as the Rocket is, and he is probably top five all-time, where is his defining clutch moment?

Schilling has the bloody sock. Pedro has the those six innings in relief (among others). Jack Morris has the greatest World Series game ever pitched (yes, better than Larsen's perfect game). Orel Hershiser put the Dodgers on his back. The Big Unit shut down the Yankees in relief when he was in Seattle, then dominated them again in 2001. Josh Beckett shut out the Yankees to win the World Series.

Clemens gave us the case of the mystery blister in '86.

To be fair to the Rocket, he left Game 7 in 2001 with a 2-1 lead. A lead nobody expected Rivera to cough up. A lead that would have given Clemens a World Series clinching victory in a must win game. I watched that game. I was crushed by the outcome, which, and I think this is telling, I would not have been if Clemens had left trailing 2-1. With Rivera on the mound, I felt the Yankees were invincible. Not once did I feel so with Clemens. I expected him to pitch well (he did). After all he is Roger Clemens. But I found myself willing a dominant performance from him rather than expecting it.

That said, I'm still going to be excited when Clemens makes his season debut. Go Yankees!