The Heroes of Children

My brother was always a big fan of Don Mattingly. How can you blame
him? Mattingly is a class act with a lot of talent who should be
inducted into the Hall of Fame. He had character. He played with an
intensity second to none.

As a Koch boy, you were raised to be a
Yankee fan. The Yankees are what we knew, who we loved, and what
defines the pinnacle of excellence in baseball. I have always been fond of my Bronx Bombers.

However, there was a certain player who
never played for Yankees that I became a big fan of. I have the two
Starting Lineups they made for him. I have a small album of his
baseball cards, even still today.

whileyouwereout.jpgElation
may be about the only word that could accurately describe what this eight year old felt
the day that an envelope arrived in the mail. Inside the envelope was
a hand written letter on the back of a pink “while you were out” slip
and an autographed baseball card of my favorite player.

In a
time when baseball cards were an industry, and a highly successful one
at that, I had grown up in a home that also housed such a sports cards
and memorabilia store. While my friends would have to wait in lines
hours long to get autographs from these megastars and heroes, I only
had to send my hero a letter.

For his kindness and humility in
responding to a kid who couldn’t have been much more than eight years
old, I will always remember Kevin Seitzer.

Who?

Let me tell you about my childhood hero.

seitzer_card.jpgAfter
the 1997 season, Kevin Seitzer retired from baseball with a .295 BA in
12 seasons of major league service. He had offers from several teams,
however he wanted to coach his two sons and spend time with his family.

After spending four years in the majors, Seitzer accumulated a
batting average of .318 and was called up to the Kansas City Royals in
September of ’86. He so impressed the Royals that they gave him the
full time First Base gig in 1987.
 
His rookie season offensive
numbers were staggering. He went .323 with 15 home runs, 83 RBIs and
207 hits, tying a major league record for the year.
He was thirteenth on a list of rookies who collected 200 hits or more.
He would have been a shoe in for the Rookie of the Year nod if it
hadn’t been for a certain Oakland A’s player who belted out 49 home
runs, Mark Mcguire. He was voted to the All Star game that year.

seitzer_getty.jpgIn
1988 he swapped sides of the infield with George Brett and became their
everyday third baseman. He was well known for his patience and his
batting eye, which kept his on-base percentage to over .400. He was
never known as a power hitter, but his eye helped him to be one of the
best placement hitters of the late 80′s.

Over the course of
the remainder of his tenure with the Royals, he saw a continuing
decline in his offensive stats until his release in spring training of
’92. Although he was released, his average had never dipped below .265
and he had become one of the top offensive producers in Royals history.

Leaving Kansas City was hard for Seitzer, who had spent 9 years within the organization.

Well, let’s put it this way. If your mom and
dad told you that you weren’t in the family anymore and to pack your
bags – that’s about how it felt,”
said Seitzer in
a July 4, 2007 interview with Scout.com. “It was a crusher man, because you sign
with somebody, you spend that long with them, and they were family.
They were your employer and they were everything, and you felt like you
were part of the whole family. And then when they let you go, man its
rough, and that was the worst one. Guys change teams all the time, and
the first one is the worst one, lets put it that way
.”
kevinseitzer.JPG

Seitzer
spent the rest of his career bouncing around Milwaukee, Oakland, and
finally Cleveland. After losing confidence in his hitting ability
during the middle of his career, Seitzer found his groove, finishing
his career with three .300+ seasons and a final year in Cleveland
posting a .268 in 64 games as a spot starter and pinch hitter.

In
1995, he was again selected to the AL All Star team, although his best
year was in ’96 when he posted an average of .326, with 187 hits, 85
runs, 87 walks to 79 strike outs, with a total on base percentage of
.416.

He posted some incredible
numbers during his major league career. He tasted the post season in in
’96 and in ’97, his final season, played in seven games of the World
Series, and was voted to two allstar games.

In 2007, Seitzer
was hired by the Arizona Dimaondbacks as a hitting coach. In 2009, he
became Kansas City’s Hitting Coach, bringing him back to the
organization where he began his career, and hoped to someday end it.

seitzer_coach.jpgAs an 8 year old following baseball, those numbers all meant nothing to me. I just knew that he was a pretty good ball player who was kind enough to send a letter to a kid who sent him one first, and to sign and return my baseball card.

As
an adult, the numbers are impressive, but to see a father who could put
his career aside to spend time with his children is heart warming. To
know that he is a man who is not afraid to share his faith in
inspiring. To see him continue to serve baseball through his training
facility, and now as a coach at the major league level, is admirable.

To me, Kevin Seitzer will always be a hero.

Information for this blog is courtesy of:
http://www.baseball-reference.com/s/seitzke01.shtml
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kevin_Seitzer
http://mlb.mlb.com/media/video.jsp?mid=200902103815198
http://royals.mlblogs.com
http://www.baseballlibrary.com/ballplayers/player.php?name=Kevin_Seitzer_1962
http://royals.scout.com/2/656436.html

Take it away, Bernie

I saw this on http://entertainment.mlblogs.com and thought I would share. It warmed my hateful little heart.

Nady and the Swish

swish.jpgWhen the Yankees announced the acquisition of Nick Swisher from a trade with the Chicago White Sox for Wilson Betemit, I was curious. With the impending loss of Bobby Abreu to free agency, I was looking for any way that the Bombers would bring back the patient hitter. I figured Swisher would play first and Bobby would be brought back to platoon with Damon and Nady. (Photo: Getty Images)

I was excited at the prospect of having baseball’s most patient hitter in 2008 in a lineup with Abreu (another of baseball’s top three most patient hitters) and the Yankee elite. I was stoked on Swish’s almost immaculate defense guarding the right corner bag. I was excited for another switch hitter to be in the every day lineup.

I was, as is now apparent, wrong.

Instead, Brian Cashman ignored my pleas and signed Mark Teixiera for first base, ultimately letting Abreu join our west coast nemesis (The Yankee devils HAVE to hate Angels) for a steal.

No one is going to complain about Tex being on the team. I’m glad he’s here (and not in Boston). He will make Mattingly proud, for sure. His bat and glove will fill both offensive and defensive voids for the next several years.

xaviernady.jpgSo now we come back to a dilemma. Forget about Melky Cabrera and Brett Gardner for a few minutes and look at the contest being fought for Bobby’s Right Field Roost between Nick Swisher and Xavier Nady.

I’m pretty unoriginal when it comes to making strong arguments based on anything but stats, so here are a few factors for Joe Girardi to consider when making his decision for the everyday right fielder position.

THE EVIDENCE THAT DEMANDS A VERDICT:

Nady hit 25 HR’s last yea; Swisher hit 24. But in six full seasons, Nady has only hit 87 HRs. In only four full seasons, Swisher has amassed 104 homers.
ADVANTAGE: SWISHER

But in batting average, we see Nady’s .280 career AVG (.303 in ’08) overcome Swisher’s dissapointing .244 (.218 in ’08). Nady also struck out less, had a higher OBP, and pulled in more RBIs. He also had many more hits (but somehow less runs?)
ADVANTAGE: NADY

Swisher stole 3 bases last season, Nady stole two. Whoever is going to replace Bobby needs to be able to gank some bags. Bobby stole around 20.
ADVANTAGE: ABREU

Both have commendable defensive percentages. Swisher has a near immaculate career record of .990 (.975, 5E in OF in ’08) to Nady’s .984 (.985, 4E, in OF in ’08).  Bobby Abreu carries a career .984 (.993, 2E OF in ’08).
ADVANTAGE: YANKEES (You can’t go wrong any which way here.)

The White Sox have won a world series this decade. The Pirates, well, they existed this decade. Kind of.
ADVANTAGE: SWISHER

Nady was born in 1978 and is 30. The much younger Nick Swisher was born
in 1980 and is 28. The free agent market dictates that Nick Swisher,
being in his twenties, is automatically better than the 30-something
year old Nady.
ADVANTAGE: SWISHER

Swisher throws left handed and bats as a switch hitter. Nady is right
handed all the way around. Being right handed in right field makes for
an awkward throwing situation.
ADVANTAGE: SWISHER


Nick Swisher has a website. Xavier Nady, does not. Hey Nady, get with the 20th century  21st century.
ADVANTAGE: SWISHER

Two words: Swish’s Wishes. You cannot get much cooler than that.
ADVANTAGE: SWISHER

Nady used a pink bat on mother’s day to promote breast cancer
awareness. Nick Swisher dyed his facial hair. Nady had a weapon that he
can carry over to the Yankees. Swisher had to lose his pink with the
clean cut. 
ADVANTAGE: NADY (unless Swisher grows a pink moustache.)

Swisher has only played in the almighty American League (A’s, White Sox). Nady has played almost his entire career in the National League (Padres, Mets, Pirates). Yuck. The National League is gross.
ADVANTAGE: SWISHER

Nady’s agent is Scott Boras. He’s a jerk.
ADVANTAGE: SWISHER

 swisher.jpgI believe the evidence here is overwhelming. It is time to put Nick Swisher in the corner pocket and let him play every day baseball. Keep Nady around for damage control when/if someone goes down. You never know when Matsui’s knee may implode or Johnny Damon needs to be put in protective custody from his hairdresser, who is obviously trying to kill him.

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The Biggest Threat

This is a blog I never wanted to write, but I feel it is important to address. For those of you who may have read my early winter rantings, you know that I made predictions — many of which ended up being wrong.

I hate being wrong.

That being said, I think it is time to address our biggest American League threat, and no, I’m not talking about those bums from Beanville. Let’s take a trip across the country to the pollution capital of the United States, Los Angeles. Because our number one threat in 2009 is those stinkin’ Angels.

I’ll give you three reasons why we need to keep our eyes on these guys not only for this year, but for the next few years.

#1 – The Angels in the Outfield.
Sorry for the cliche’, but seriously. What more of an offensive threat to boast in your outfield than Vladimir Guerro, Torii Hunter, and our former Bobby Abreu?

We should be familiar with Bobby’s abilities already, but for those of you just now tuning in we have one of the most patient hitters in baseball. Bobby can make a pitcher throw many times. He isn’t afraid of taking a walk. (73 times in 2008). He knows how to steal (22). He has a career .300 average (.296) and he plays very cautiously, which gives him full season endurance (156 games). Bobby is a very talented player, an offensive force, and will make a great #2 or #3 hitter.

Before coming to the Angels last season, Torii Hunter wasn’t much to worry about. The Minnesota Twins were never a real threat to anyone. They had their streaks, mostly built on the back of Hunter’s bat. (I’m editorializing pretty hard here, I know.) But put a potent hitter on this Angels team and you have a reason to swallow the lump in your throat. In 146 games, he collected 551 AB and 153 H, giving him a hearty .278 BA.  All total, he carried 60 extra base hits, 21 of which got him around the bases. Oh, and there’s the whole 1.000 FPCT.

I can’t even say his name with conjuring up images of burning villages, but this dangerous trio is led by 32 year old Vladimir Guerrero. The 12-year veteran is like Yogi Berra — he’ll swing at, and typical hammer off, anything. He is difficult to pitch to. I recall a scene where a pitcher attempted to walk him, so Vlad stepped across the plate and cranked the ball into the field anyway. He is a career .323 hitter (.303) who brought in less than 100 RBIs off of his 164 H for only the second full season in his career(91).

But these three men do not stand alone as an offensive threat. Chone Figgans and Howie Kendrick. I get chills thinking about these five members of a very potent Angel lineup that has dominated the American League over the span of the past few years. It is no wonder, to me, why the Angels did not persue some of the more costly free agents. They have no need to. Which brings me to my second point.

#2 – They Go Deep
And I’m not talking about just the offensive hitting ability either. Take a look at the Depth Chart. RIDICULOUS. It’s like a circus of talent, competing for every position. 

Infield depth has three guys, Izturis, Wood, and Quinlan, with a great deal of talent being availible to back up at every infield base position with a near perfect FPCT and mostly respectable batting averages (.269, .200, .262).

The offensive weakness may come from their catchers, but they have two guys have can handle the backstop with Napoli and Mathis (.273, .194). Napoli is yet another 20+ HR guy, of which the Angels have too many (4).

The outfield has protection for their big three if an unfortunate injury would occur. G. Matthews and Juan Rivera have acceptable BA’s and can fill in as needed and help to platoon either Vlad or Bobby in the corners with the DH role.

I’m not even going to address their pitching. It is sufficient and deep. The Angels are an island unto themselves with their throwing programs. Their farm system has made them almost entirely self sufficient and will be a model many other teams follow for the future.

#3 – 3-7
The Yankees and the Angels played each other ten times. Of those ten times, the Yankees only mustered up three wins. If the Yanks could have pulled those seven losses, the post season would have been written differently. But the fact remains that in that ten game series, the Yankees were outplayed by the Angels. the lineups look different now, so only time will tell how 2009 plays out.

Those are the reasons why I see the Angels as the team to beat for the New York Yankees. The rest of the AL West is still weak, despite a growing strength this year. 2009 will undoubtedly be a great year for baseball.

 

A Sad Day in Journalism

I will not buy anything written by or produced by Sports Illustrated. I will not go to their website and read articles there either. They will not receive ad revenue from this one reader.  I will not buy the books of their reporters. SI is the supermarket tabloid of sports. I am done with them.

Their irresponsible journalism not only defames individuals and puts black eyes on professional sports, but also protects the names of those breaking the law. Their hiring of controversial “journalists” further gives me reason to stay away.

They have no respect for the field of journalism. The swimsuit issue is a prime example of that. Sports Illustrated is only interested in making money at the exploitation of other people.

Yes, Alex Rodriguez made a colossal mistake. He took a substance with the hope that it would enhance his performance. He made a health mistake by injecting himself with a narcotic, and one purchased on the street in a foreign country. Further more, he did not even know how to use the substance properly. He consulted no team physician. He consulted no union representatives. He then lied about it in an interview. For all of those reasons, he is stupid.

As a voluntary participant of the 2003 drug testing that was used to determine the depth of the drug problem in Major League Baseball Alex agreed to anonymously play his part. He may or may not have been one of the names on that list. We still do not know for certain.

There is also a matter of Gene Orza’s alleged tipping of players coming up for tests. Who has the evidence that he tipped off players? Has a player come forward with that information? Has someone from the Player’s Union stepped forward with it? Who was it? Until names are made public and statements are able to be investigated we are left with pure speculation. Until evidence is made public we only have a man being brought out to slaughter.

Wild accusations from unnamed sources, if unproven, is libel. With no names to back up these claims, Sports Illustrated is not only being defamatory, but libelous as well. That is against the law. For all we know, those four anonymous sources of theirs who claim Alex’s name is on the list do not exist. Without the names of the sources behind Orza’s accusations, it can not be proved to have happened.

This article is nothing short of sensationalism.

For all we know, Selena Roberts and David Epstein took a pot shot at Alex and it stuck. They got lucky. Alex came clean. He didn’t have to. He opened up and got it out there. He got the monkey off of his back. Now there is another monkey that is floating around.

There are still too many holes in this story. There is zero credibility in the news reporting.

The problem with journalism in this country is how the balance between honesty and marketing has become uneven. This debacle is precise proof of just that.

In an editorial written for The Gaurdian about the Duke Lacrosse Team, Esptein wrote, “This story is about a country that has been bursting at the seams to
talk about sports, sex, violence, race, and elitism in all their
various combinations and permutations.

He later writes about how the court of public opinion then plays a bigger part in the results of such headlines. It strikes me odd, then, that a journalist who can identify such a problem would later sell out those beliefs to break a story with such little journalistic integrity.

Ironically enough, the same topic gained Selena Roberts some attention with her less than complimentary editorials (one could hardly call them news reports).  Roberts repeatedly slams the accused athletes for their race, their class, and even their level of education.

Jefferson Anders, an author at BloggerNews.net, stated in an April 13, 2007 entry, “What the coverage of the Duke lacrosse case says about American
journalism isn’t particularly appetizing. For the most part, the
mainstream media joined in a ratings-driven rush to judgment, presuming
guilt on the part of the Duke Three.

The same trend is mirrored here in the verbal assaults of Alex Rodriguez and Gene Orza.

David Esptein, Selena Roberts, and Sports Illustrated need to apologize to Alex, baseball, fans, and the field of journalism for their irresponsible reporting. Roberts needs to include that apology in her defamatory book that has been so conveniently pushed for release sooner.

The American people have to stop allowing themselves to be fed such garbage.

Pay it Forward

I, for one, really enjoy reading what the players are doing, in a philanthropic sense, with their big pay checks. For me, it eases my ire that some lucky jerks get to make multi-million dollars each year to play baseball.

I understand the hard work that goes in to making a career out of a sport, but nonetheless, it is nice to see some “paying it forward” going on.

The Yankees take a lot of flak from people across the country for their big pay days, but a good number of current, and former, Yankees are quick to share.

Alex Rodriguez and Mark Teixiera both gave back to their alma maters in the forms of cold hard cash.

Teixiera signed a girthy 8-year $180M contract with the Yankees two days before Christmas. This past week, Tex made an appearance in conjunction with a $500K donation to Georgia Tech University.

The Atlanta Journal-Constitution reported that Teixeira has donated to Georgia
Tech every year since he was the Rangers’ first-round selection in
2001, but the $500,000 pledge marked his largest offering yet.

Rodriguez, on the other hand, dropped a weighty $3.9M donation to Miamu University for their baseball facilities back in 2002, during the time period he admittedly used performance enhancing substances.

Well known as the highest paid baseball player in history, Rodriguez was honored for his contribution by the school at the annual “Dinner on the Diamond” event at the university. The UM facility now bears the name “Alex Rodriguez Park at Mark Light Field” and will be home to the Hurricanes baseball team.

A-Rod and Tex aren’t the only cheerful givers. Yankees captain Derek Jeter’s Turn 2 Foundation has raised over $8M from its various events to help disadvantaged children in New York, Western Michigan, and Tampa, Florida.

Long time catcher, Jorge Posada, also has charitible work. The Jorge Posada Foundation, named after his son, is an endowment to help families with children diagnosed with Craniosynotosis in affording necessary surgeries, as well as help fund research for hospitals in this particular field. The Posadas have donated hundreds of thousands of dollars to various hospitals and individuals to help others in need.

Nick Swisher is another individual with a generous heart now covered in pinstripes. Swish is involved in more organizations than I could count. He spends time hanging out with kids, gives money to medical and educational organizations, supports the troops overseas. and even once dyed his goatee pink for Breast Cancer Awareness on Mother’s Day. Although, he won’t be doing that with the Yankees and their “high and tight” folicle policies.

Bobby Abreu was another frequent contributor through his Abreu’s Amigos and Abreu’s Finest Charity Wines. In 2001, during his stint with the Philadelphia Phillies, Bobby was awarded the Honorary Chairman of the American Red Cross Blood Drive. He was honored as the Phillies recipient of the Roberto Clemente Award in 2004.

Another big giver is lead-off hitter Johnny Damon, who in 2008 was the Yankees recipient of the Roberto Clemente award with proceeds going to the Children’s Health Fund. He has also worked with Wounded Warrior Project in bringing relief to wounded veterans. Damon, like his new teammate Nick Swisher, has also donated his long hair (from days with the Red Sox) to charitable causes.

But the Evil Empire needs an Emporer and George M Steinbrenner III is there to lead the charge. The multi-billionaire has donated so much money to various charities and civic programs that Legends Field was renamed Steinbrenner Field by the Town and County Councils. They are also opening a Tampa area school that is named after “The Boss.”

There may be a lot of money floating around the Bronx, but there is a lot of money going even further toward making this world a better place to be.

Thanks Yanks!

Information courtesy of:

A-Rod speaks at University of Miami
http://mlb.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20090213&content_id=3827450

A-Rod has Teixeira’s Support
http://mlb.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20090211&content_id=3818368

Turn 2 Foundation
http://www.turn2foundation.org

Jorge Posada Foundation
http://www.jorgeposada.com/foundation/

Swish’s Wishes
http://nickswisher.net/charities.html

Damon Yankees’ Clemente Nominee
http://mlb.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20080902&content_id=3406832

This Purist Bleeds Pinstripes: There’s Some Good in the World
http://www.puristbleedspinstripes.com/2008/03/theres-some-good-in-world.html
* found this article after I wrote out everything here. Tons more info in here too. Get away from the steroid crap and read about some heroes!

I Hate Valentine’s Day

Mark Newman (http://mlblogs.mlblogs.com) wrote an interesting article about love and hate in the greatest game ever played. I suggest you read it and read my response to it below:

http://mlb.mlb.com/news/article.jsp?ymd=20090213&content_id=3823592&vkey=news_mlb&fext=.jsp&c_id=mlb

I hate the Boston Red Sox. I hate their fans. I hate the attitudes. I
hated their stupid hair cuts. I hate looking at Kevin Youkalis’ ugly
face. I hate Dustin Pedroia.

I hate Josh Beckett. I have EXTRA hate for
him. Not only is he on the rotten Red Sox, but he helped to steal the
2003 World Series from my beloved Yankees. The only thing he did right
was go to the Sox — so I can hate him even more.

I don’t care how
clutch the Sox are. I don’t care how extremely talented they are.
They’re ugly. They’re stupid. I hate them.

I hate that Yankee games broadcast on ESPN are blacked out due to YES.
I hate my cable company in Northeastern PA for not carrying YES. I can
watch every Buckos game, I can watch every Phillies game. I can catch
what seems to be every freaking game but home Yankee games not carried
on My9. I hate going to my brother’s house to watch a home game on YES
that isn’t there because it is broadcast on My9. He doesn’t get My9. I
hate that.

I hate the National League. Pitchers aren’t supposed to bat. I don’t
care how good D-Train was at it or how cool it was to watch him slap
homers over the fence. It’s stupid. Get a DH. Platoon your outfielders.
Quit being in the stone age NLers. It’s like the pansy Western
Conference in Hockey. It’s not brutal enough.

I hate hearing the
whiners and haters whine and hate on the Yankees. Your jealousy is a
stinky cologne.

I hate when people say “We won” and “They lost” when
referring to their favorite teams. If you aren’t on the team, win or
lose, you aren’t on the team at all.

I hate Josh Beckett. Did I say
that yet? He’s evil. I wish he was a terrible pitcher so I didn’t have to hate him. I’m sure he’s a nice guy and all, but somehow that makes me hate him even more. The idea of him being charitable makes me angry. I feel like he should be a jerk so that other people would hate him instead of just me.

I hate Sports Illustrated. I hate their post championship commercials where you can have a stupid DVD with your subscription featuring the eventual winner of the World Series, the Superbowl, The Stanley Cup, or Basketball’s unnamed championship. I hate that basketball doesn’t have a cool championship name.

I hate the Giants. I hate their stadium. I hate that home run balls fly into the water. I hate the stupid fans with their stupid canoes waiting for Bonds (when he was there) to crank another one out of the park.

I hate ballparks that are built for home run derbys. I hate ballparks built for pitchers to diminish home runs too. I hate the Green Monster. I hate that the Cathedral wasn’t good enough and some idiot decided to tear down Yankee Stadium. What the deuce?

I hate people who whine about salary caps. Salary caps will fix nothing. While we are being unrealistic with our salary demands on players lets actually look at a system fair to players and owners alike — flat rate salaries based upon years of service with incentive bonuses. Everyone gets a fair shake across the board. I hate salary caps.

I hate 7 game playoff series. Divisional round should be three games. League round should be five games. World Series should be seven games. I hate the Cubs. Scratch that. I hate Chicago baseball teams. I even hate Chicago. What kind of name is “The Windy City” anyway? That’s dumb.

You know what else is dumb? Teams from California. Quit crying, you have sunshine all year long. Come endure a Pennsylvania winter. Then you can complain to me. We have to bundle up for games in the late fall. You wear shorts.

I hate free agency and the lack of loyalty. Why can’t players come up through the system and fight for a spot on their team? My team is one of the worst offenders too! I hate when players slack off until contract years.

I hate that Don Mattingly isn’t good enough to get in the Hall of Fame. Guys like Mattingly deserve to be there. I hate that Roger Maris had an asterisk for his record just because of the different amounts of games played. I hate the record books.

I hate when small market team owners fail to put more resources into their teams. It’s not my fault The Boss made his money in the shipping industry and his Yankees are a side project that he loves. I wish Milwaukee, Pittsburgh, Kansas City, etc were given that amount of love from their owners. Let Mark Cuban buy one of these teams. He’ll dump resources into it, even if he goes broke doing it.

I hate reading about steroids. I want to read about baseball. I want to read about spring training. I want to read about prospects snaking their way up through the ranks. I hate only hearing rumors and accusations.

I hate that A-Rod doesn’t even know what he tested positive for. I hate that Selena Roberts is being given so much credibility when her magical sources are still unnamed. I hate that everyone jumped on the ‘A-Roid’ bandwagon without even an ounce of credible evidence. I hate that he was guilty before he even had a chance to defend himself. I hate the idea of records being erased. I hate the discussion about suspensions for anonymous drug tests that where the basis of baseball recognizing it had a drug problem and coming clean through it. I hate witch hunts. I hate irresponsible journalism. I hate when people break big news just weeks before they are to release a book about the target of their hear-say.

I hate when people leave comments on MLB.com’s news pages thinking that they are on the team website only. Hey morons, those news articles run on feeds that are displayed on relevant team pages as well as the MLB website. My comments about how evil Josh Beckett is and how stupid the Nation is aren’t posted only the Red Sox site — they are posted on all of the MLB. I can access your stories from the Yankee’s page.

Do you know what else I hate? I hate how almost every blog I wrote with
off season predictions ended up being wrong. My expectations,
apparently, were too low. I hate being wrong. I hate typos too. I hate Josh Beckett and
being wrong  and making typos. I also hate Bobby Abreu no longer being in Pinstripes. Mostly, I hate Josh Beckett.

But I love baseball. These are the best months of the year. I love this
hate. It’s a healthy hate. It makes the love that much sweeter. Thank
you for reminding me to hate. I feel good getting this hate out from off my chest.

Screw Christmas. Baseball season is the most wonderful time of the year.

Major League Baseball.

I live for this.

Line ‘em all up

Who will fill the needed bat in the lineup when Tex lands in Washington or
back in LA and Manny stays put (Manny won’t sign until Christmas/New
Years. Boras will drag them both out as long as possible.)

What I’m
saying is that  lot of you are proposing putting out $20-25M per year (for 6-8
years, depending on the player) for either of those players when the
Yanks just sunk a $23M per year deal on Sabathia with another $15-16
being earmarked for Burnett or Sheets and most likely something in the
area of $12-14M for Pettite.

$80M off the books, $53M back on in
pitching alone (estimated). And it has been said that Cashman didn’t
want to dump the bank this year (hey, you never know what comes out
next year when Damon/Matsui come off the books!). So you pick up Bobby
at $16M (he’s worth it, check the stats. check the consistency. he’s
the only one that has it!) and you platoon Abreu/Damon/Nady with OF/DH
roles to keep everyone fresh.

Then you keep Gardner/Melky competing in CF. I noticed about Melky that
whenever Cano was doing well, offensively, so did he. Melky is the kind
of guy who needs to be competing constantly. Competing with Gardner for
that everyday CF position will push him to be as good as he can be. I
expect him to come out of the dugout with a stronger bat after the
shellacking he took by being sent to AAA.

Next year, when Damon’s
contract is up, you have Melky/Gardner to replace him AND play CF.
Abreu’s bat stays in the lineup to protect A-Rod (who feels comfortable
having Bobby around him) and to keep the consistency. I also noticed
that when Bobby was hot, the Yanks won. He helps set the tone. He’s the team pendulum.

I also like the prospect of Swisher at first. His defense is legit and
having another switchy in the lineup with Posada could drive any
pitcher out of his mind. Swisher is the kind of low pressure role
player that is needed. If the Yanks bring back Abreu (PLEASE!), they
have a quietly dangerous bottom half of the lineup.

Gardner, Abreu,
Damon can all pull extra bases out (Damon/Abreu led the team in
steals). Robby will come back a hitting machine. Nady, Arod, Swisher
will pull big HR numbers. Jeter, Abreu, and Posada will be your clutch.

It is basic baseball mathematics. Damon, Jeter, Abreu, A-Rod, Posada, Cano, Nady, Swisher, Cabrera/Gardner = Lethal lineup.

What do we do with Matsui and the remaining year of his contract? We can’t sit him. The Asian media will not react kindly to that. Wang provides enough of his own buzz that we don’t have to worry about losing the foreign advertisers.

Deal Matsui to a struggling West Coast team for prospects. San Diego mentioned a need for a hard hitting outfielder. Seattle is turning into Little Tokyo and would be quite brutal with Matsui added to the lineup. What about the idea of Matty and Manny patrolling the outfield for the Dodgers? That could be dangerous. Matsui could complement any of these teams with ease for the remaining year of his contract. The biggest contribution that he can offer to the Yankees would be a graceful departure being replaced by prospects to be developed.

The point is, we NEED to retain Bobby Abreu’s bat.

Oh Say Can You CC?

CC Sabathia has allegedly made the deal with the devil. For a reported $161M over the course of 7 year, Sabathia will be fronting a New York Yankees pitching rotation that for the first time is several years is stocked with youth.

Joining Chin-Ming-Wang (28) and Joba Chamberlain (23) is the 28 year old inning eating mound monster that carried the Milwaukee Brewers to a playoff berth for the first time in 26 years. Upon official announcement, and alleged contract fine tuning in the area of a no-trade clause, you can expect New York fans to be celebrating whilst rival naysayers and general drinkers of hater-ade begin their rants about money and unfairness and blah blah blah.

Before the true celebrating and planning can begin, General Manager Brian Cashman must find two more stud arms to help round out what is looking to be a hellacious starting rotation. There are rumors of deals being presented to AJ Burnett, Derek Lowe, and Sabathia’s former teammate Ben Sheets.

Lowe and Sheets could be looking at an annual range of $15-16M per year with Burnett fetching a slightly higher figure as he is in the middle of a tug-of-war with Boston and Atlanta with contract lengths looking in the 4-5 year range.

The deal for Sheets, however, could net the Yankees a sweet 2 year gamble. Sheets has a history of bad health. When he is healthy, he is prime. Having only two years to worry about gives the Bombers a chance to evaluate his performance and test the market again in two years.

Also waiting in the wings is Andy Pettitte, a perennial Yankee favorite who should be looking at Cooperstown in the not so distant future. Pettitte, 38, however feels he has another year – maybe two – left in his arm. Although he had a poor showing for his standards (and $16M salary) he still notched 14 wins to the team record. It could be argued that a few of his losses were even due to inconsistent run support.

The Yanks extended a $10M offer to Pettitte, who declined but remains optimistic that a deal can be made before the winter whirlwind dies down. Pettitte is not eager for a pay cut, but with his waning performance, fading “stuff”, and the inclusion of several high salaried young players coming in, he ought to play ball. Take $13M, it’s a compromise.

Tim Wakefield, the longest tenured Boston Red Sox pitcher is on a rolling $4M option. As long as both he and the team want him to play, he can play.

If the Yanks can snag Pettitte for one year and Sheets for two, they are free to promote internal players Phil Coke, Alfredo Aceves, or Phil Hughes when they are ready. They also have felxibility to test the free agent market time and again over the next few years to fill in any leftover gaps.

It’s a win-win situation.

Who would really want to face a rotation of Sabathia, Wang, Sheets, Joba, and Pettitte?

No one in their right mind, that’s who.

Curious George goes to the Hall of Fame?

He is listed in Forbes Magazine’s Top 400 Richest People in America.
He is also listed in Time Magazine’s Ten Most Notorious Presidential
Pardons. He has gone from temporary banishment, twice, to certain
permanency in professional baseball history. He is a featured character
on the award winning comedy Seinfeld and has even hosted Saturday Night
Live. As the owner of baseball’s most expensive and storied franchise,
George Steinbrenner has developed the reputation of a meddler, a mogul,
and a monarch. But will his name be immortalized in Cooperstown, New
York’s historic Hall of Fame?

To understand the man known
throughout the baseball world simply as “The Boss,” one must first
examine his upbringing, his education, and his early parlaying in the
business and entertainment world.

George Steinbrenner did not come
into this world with grace and humility. Steinbrenner entered the world
on the Fourth of July in 1930 by way of Rocky River, Ohio.
Steinbrenner’s father, Henry, was the wealthy owner of the Great Lakes
ore and grain shipping firm, Kinsman Shipping.

Steinbrenner attended Culver
Military Academy, a private boarding school in Culver, Indiana from
1944-1948. He then earned his Bachelor of Arts in English Literature
from Williams College in 1952. fter graduating from Williams College,
Steinbrenner enlisted in the United States Air Force until his
honorable discharge in 1954 with a rank of Second Lieutenant.

After discharging from the Air
Force, Steinbrenner earned his Master’s Degree in Physical Education
from Ohio State University in 1956. During his collegiate tenure, he
served as a graduate assistant to legendary Buckeye football coach
Woody Hayes; the Buckeyes were undefeated national champions that year,
and won the Rose Bowl. Also while at Ohio State, Steinbrenner met his
wife-to-be, Elizabeth Joan Zieg, in Columbus, and married her on May
12, 1956.

Through his experiences as a
graduate assistant to the football program, Steinbrenner whet his
appetite for involvement in sports as a coach and intertwined those
desires with his family’s business savvy. Steinbrenner continued to
pursue collegiate football efforts as assistant coach for Northwestern
University during 1955-56 and as assistant coach for Purdue University
during 1956-57.

After his brief stint as assistant
coach for the two universities, Steinbrenner delved into business
matters and investments at the urging of his father, who was not keen
on his son’s dabbling in athletic management. Seinbrenner’s father was
eager to bring his son to the family business in 1957. Under
Steinbrenner’s direction, Kinsman Shipping was able to successfully
rebound from a blustering market by retooling the firm’s focus from ore
to grain. But, Steinbrenner found himself invested in a variety of
ventures that would include sports, theater, and shipping.

Against his father’s wishes,
Steinbrenner invested in a professional basketball team, the Cleveland
Pipers, in 1960. It was the American Basketball League’s Cleveland
franchise where Steinbrenner would begin his legacy of sports pioneer
by hiring John McClendon, who became the first African-American to
coach a professional basketball team. Despite Steinbrenner’s historical
defeat of yet another race barrier in the early sixties, his first
major sports endeavor would end in a flop. In 1962 the basketball
league folded, causing Steinbrenner to lose his investment. (Schapp)

After the basketball blunder,
Steinbrenner began to dabble in theatre. Steinbrenner invested in a
handful of Broadway theatricals with the Nederlander family. Although
only relatively successful with theatre, Steinbrenner also began to put
more attention into yet another sporting endeavor: horse racing.
Steinbrenner established a thoroughbred horse racing stable, Kinsman
Stable, and the Kinsman Stud Farm in Ocala, Florida.

Thankfully, Steinbrenner also had
other on-going financial endeavors. Steinbrenner made the majority of
his early fortune as chairman of the Cleveland-based firm, American
Shipbuilding Company. In the early sixties, the conglomerate ship
building giant purchased the Steinbrenner Family’s Kinsman Shipping.
However, in true Steinbrenner fashion, George acquired controlling
interest in the company that bought their family business.

What happened next would turn the
shipping tycoon into a household name. In 1973, Steinbrenner led a
group of investors to purchase the New York Yankees franchise for $10M
from the CBS media company. After purchasing the New York Yankees, the
man who would later be referred to as “The Boss” began to wreak havoc
on the world of professional baseball.

After initially promising to
remain a quiet partner, Steinbrenner quickly bought out other team
investors until he held the controlling interest in the baseball club.
S soon as he gained the controlling interest, he began to invest
himself as an active, and controlling, part of the day to day baseball
management.

Originally speaking out against
the advent of free-agency, Steinbrenner quickly embraced the idea of
investing in marquee players. Steinbrenner is quick to open his wallet,
and his mouth, in an effort to his Yankees in the spotlight. His high
ticket acquisitions have a knack for setting salary benchmarks.
Steinbrenner learned early on that big name, pre-established players
not only help the team win, but also draw more income into the fold
through ticket sales and merchandising. George Steinbrenner discovered
that baseball can be quite the lucrative business.

However, Steinbrenner would be
remiss to remain hidden behind the curtain like a modern day Wizard of
Oz. No, Steinbrenner made a name for himself both on the field and off,
often feuding with the very superstar free agents and managers that he
signed to extensive contracts.

Perhaps one of the first
controversial notes assigned to Mr. Steinbrenner’s executive career
would by his propensity to filter through team managers at a rapid
pace. During the first 23 years of ownership, Steinbrenner hired and
fired 20 different team managers. Included in the list is the hiring
and firing of legendary manager Billy Martin no less than five official
times. Also on the list is the twice fired future Hall of Fame coach
Lou Pinella, current Hall of Fame player Yogi Berra, and Dallas Green.
Most recently, Steinbrenner forced adored manager Joe Torre out of his
position by offering him an insulting 1 year contract after a
divisional series loss to the LA Angels of Anaheim in 2007.

Firing members of management would
not be his only vice. Among the first free-agent acquisitions for
Steinbrenner’s Yankees were Hall of Famers Catfish Hunter in 1974 and
Reggie Jackson in 1976. Steinbrenner’s relationship with Jackson would
prove to be tumultuous despite the back to back world championships
they won in 1977 and 1978. The constant bickering between Steinbrenner,
Jackson, and Billy Martin is the basis for ESPN’s docudrama The Bronx
is Burning. The media even dubbed this era of Yankee history as The
Bronx Zoo.

Amidst the on-field controversy,
however, was a scandal of epic proportions. In 1974, Steinbrenner was
indicted on 14 criminal counts and plead guilty to obstruction of
justice and conspiracy charges in association with the illegal
contributions he made to President Richard Nixon’s re-election
campaign. For his infraction, Steinbrenner faced his first temporary
banishment from baseball by then commissioner Bowie Kuhn for a period
of two years. 15 years later, President Ronald Reagan pardoned
Steinbrenner from his crimes in 1989 as one of his final acts in office
as president. Steinbrenner’s pardon currently ranks as #7 on Time
Magazine’s Ten Most Notorious Presidential Pardons.

In 1980, Steinbrenner signed Dave
Winfield to a record setting 10-year $23M contract. After Winfield
failed to perform to Steinbrenner’s expectations, the player and owner
began to feud with the owner making public verbal assaults against the
player. After Winfield filed a lawsuit against him, Steinbrenner paid a
small-time gambler, Howie Spira, for any “dirt” that could be found to
assist in litigation. For his connections to the illegal gambler,
Steinbrenner, for the second time in his tumultuous career was banished
from baseball on July 30, 1990 by Commissioner Fay Vincent. This time,
however, the suspension was to be for life.

The fans were so tired of his
antics that when the announcement of Steinbrenner’s ban was made over
the public address system during a game at Yankee Stadium there was a
standing ovation. Steinbrenner’s banishment lasted until 1993, when Bud
Selig reinstated “The Boss.” During this period, it was announced by
New York Daily News reporter Bill Madden that Steinbrenner had “got
religion” and would be turning over a new leaf.

During the mid to late nineties,
the antics of The Boss fell to the wayside. The animated and in your
face attitude was replaced with a business model that would take
Steinbrenner from the lifetime ban list to a potential honor as a
member of the Baseball Hall of Fame for being a Pioneering Executive.
Relying on the power of the prestige the New York Yankees, and its
large local market, Steinbrenner embraced the world of mass media.
Steinbrenner was the first baseball owner to sell exclusive television
rights to the MSG network in 1989. However, after being unhappy with
the MSG deal, Steinbrenner created the YES network in 2002 making the
New York Yankees the first sports franchise to own their own television
network.

In 1997, Steinbrenner also pushed
an endorsement deal with Adidas athletic wear that would net his
organization $93M over the course of 10 years, effectively melding the
two brands together. He even threatened lawsuit against each of the
other 29 Major League teams if they tried to block the deal. Everything
was settled out of court and the owners of the other club acquiesced to
Steinbrenner’s demands.

With such innovative ways to
generate revenue, one would be inclined to believe that the fans would
enjoy low cost tickets. With the Yankees in the midst of a dynasty type
run during the late nineties to early two thousands, ticket prices were
so in demand that the prices had to be raised. The Yankees were
dominating baseball on the field and Steinbrenner was making sure to
dominate the money machine from his penthouse suite in Yankee Stadium.

The constant sell-out crowds,
especially against long time rival Boston Red Sox, and aging 60 year
old facilities led to a Steinbrenner realization. “We need a new
stadium.” And a new stadium is precisely what The Boss would get, even
if he had to threaten to move the team to New Jersey. The city was
quick to comply and the mega-structure that would become the new home
to baseball’s most storied franchise would begin its construction in
2005, across the street from the legendary original Yankee Stadium.
Private and public financing would not even begin to pay the way.
Steinbrenner found even more alternative revenue. Recently the Yankees
have announced a partnership with Cisco Systems, Inc that adds
interactivity across the new Yankee Stadium.

Steinbrenner’s free-agency
spending frenzy can be credited with the salary boom that is still
evident among players today. Steinbrenner’s current New York Yankees
have the largest player salary budget in all of professional baseball
with a total $280M per year. In 2008 Steinbrenner inked a deal with
perennial all-star Alex Rodriguez that made him the highest paid
professional baseball in all history with a 10 year $275M contract
loaded with at least $30M in performance based incentives.

Throughout the history of free
agency, Steinbrenner has set higher and higher salary standards,
forcing his competitors to learn to adapt to his market. Be it for the
positive aspects of generating revenue or the negative (depending on
your point of view) aspects of spending it, Steinbrenner hs forever
altered the landscape of professional baseball.

George Steinbrenner’s
contributions to our culture haven’t all been negative or entertaining.
His generous, and quiet, giving has earned him the title of
philanthropist. Steinbrenner is well known, and acknowledged with high
honors, for his contributions to the Tampa area youth, schools, and
parks. Because of his generosity, the Hillsborough County Commission
and Tampa City Council have renamed Legends Field, the baseball
facility where the Yankees hold spring training sessions, to
Steinbrenner Field. Steinbrenner is also being honored as a namesake
for a new Tampa area High School to be opened in 2009. The NCAA has
award Steinbrenner, one of only ten recipients in history, with The
Flying Wedge Award for his outstanding leadership and contributions
made to the NCAA. The entrance to the new Bryson Stadium at Boshamer
Stadium at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill has also
been named for Steinbrenner and his family.

The only honor left for
Steinbrenner following his retirement, and the passing of the reigns to
his sons, Hank and Hal Steinbrenner, is for his name to be immortalized
in the Baseball Hall of Fame. This is one honor, however, that “The
Boss” is not so eager to embrace. In an interview with Tom Verducci for
Sports Illustrated, Steinbrenner said:

“I don’t want to
be in the Hall of Fame. I don’t think owners should be. Maybe Connie
Mack. But not George Steinbrenner. No way. It’s for players. If they
have an owners Hall of Fame, I’ll consider it, but believe me, I don’t
want to be in the Hall of Fame. I don’t belong there.”

However, this is one call that The
Boss may not be privileged enough to make. Every two years, Cooperstown
forms a committee of from members of the media, current Hall of Fame
members, and Cooperstown executives. That committee develops a list of
10 members eligible for the recognition and votes. Steinbrenner fulfills
all requirements, despite his storied past – especially because of his
storied past.

With his philanthropic
contributions, his pioneering in revenue generation, and his flagrant
use of the free agency system, and generosity to the Hall of Fame
throughout the years, in addition to the collection of ten American
League Championships and six World Series Championships during his
tenure as commander in chief of America’s baseball team, Steinbrenner
is a lock, or should be, for inclusion in the National Baseball Hall of
Fame.

Boasting a value of $1.3B, Forbes
Magazine lists Steinbrenner is ranked as the 387th richest man in
America from a monetary standpoint. But Steinbrenner is also rich in
history. His legacy will live for generations to come as a man who
embodies both the best, and the worst, of what baseball ownership has
to offer.

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