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Early Autumn Thoughts On Baseball & RIP Baseball's Dick Moss & Jazz's Benny Golson (expanded edition)

I can't remember as wonderful a period of balmy weather in NYC as we have enjoyed since a little before Labor Day.  Nothing like acting like a Californian wearing shorts and short-sleeved shirts for days on end. 

 

The delight won't last, of course, and autumn officially arrived yesterday.  I just looked up the Johnny Mercer lyrics to the classic Woody Herman-Ralph Burns 1947 song, "Early Autumn".  How appropriate they feel for fans of the Baltimore Orioles and other teams struggling to make the post-season like the KC Royals, Minnesota Twins, and even the Atlanta Braves.

 

The song opens:  "When an early autumn walks the land and chills the breeze/And touches with her hand the summer trees/

Perhaps you'll understand what memories I own."   

 

Later on comes the lament: "That spring of ours that started so April-hearted/Seemed made for just a boy and girl/I never dreamed, did you, any fall would come in view."

      

With six games left in regular season, the Orioles are still on paper in a good position, four games ahead of Tigers/Royals for first wild card series and home field advantage throughout that one brief series.   I never expected the Orioles to duplicate their 101 wins of 2023 and certainly hoped - and still hope - that they win at least a game in post-season unlike last year when the Texas Rangers swept the Birds into winter on their way to a World Series title (this year the Rangers likely finish under .500 and will be playing golf in October).

 

As the season started, I also thought that the Yankees' amazing Aaron Judge if healthy would far surpass his "meager" 37 HRs of last season; he has 55 entering the final week of regular season and a partner in Juan Soto who last week hit the 40 HR mark and has 200 for his career and won't turn 26 until October 25.

 

After being 24 games over .500 in mid-June,  I didn't expect that the Orioles would limp to the finish line losing their last five series, including the last two weekends to the resurgent Detroit Tigers who have the best record in baseball since August 11, 27-11. They are young and hungry and with a shortage of starting pitchers - like most teams today, alas - they are using six or more pitchers almost every game. 

 

I sure hope this strategy by clever skipper A. J. Hinch is not the wave of the future. but it is up to the opposition to pick on the most ineffective pitchers.  Orioles didn't do it enough against the Tigers and anyone else recently. 

 

All of a sudden, the Tigers are in the driver's seat, in charge of their own destiny.  They are tied with the Royals for the second wild card and playing the last two series at home.  First, Tampa Bay, experienced in late season baseball and with a fraction of hope to still make it this year, is playing well so that could be a great series. 

 

But the Tigers wind up with White Sox who are destined to break the 1962 Mets' dubious record of 120 losses.  The one caveat in the Detroit picture:  Because of their slow start, Detroit will lose tie-breaker to both Royals and Twins.  

 

So now for Oriole fans, the Yankee series becomes anti-climactic. I will probably watch on TV but haven't been to a night game in the Bronx for some time and won't start now. Either tomorrow or Wed or Th, there will likely be a coronation of a new AL East champion. Never pleasant to see an opponent start a celebration in front of your eyes, but as the saying goes, it's part of the game. 

 

On the eve of this series, I can still dream of September 1976 when the Yankees held a double-digit lead on the Orioles when Baltimore came to town.  And in a show of defiance, Earl Weaver's crew swept a four-game series over Billy Martin's team, postponing the inevitable Bronx Bomber clinching. 

 

The Yankees went on to beat the KC Royals in a thrilling five-game American League Championship Series before getting swept out of the Bronx by the Big Red Machine.

I was at the last two games of the sweep sitting in the upper deck infield nosebleed seats in the first year of the mediocre renovation of Yankee Stadium.  It is both a fond memory of Yankee sense of entitlement denied, but also a bittersweet one because my companion at these games would become my first friend to die in the AIDS epidemic a few years later. 

 

Those were the days when there were only two rounds of playoffs, only four divisions, and no wild cards.  There are now 12 teams with a shot at the World Series, six divisions and three wild cards in each league.  It's too many and the regular season is too long but change isn't gonna happen this decade or probably in my lifetime.

 

I do have to admit that there are some exciting matchups this week before the circus of October-Into-Early-November Baseball begins with the best-of-three wild card series. The top wild card gets home field advantage for all the games (right now San Diego and Baltimore have seemingly comfortable leads but the word "comfortable" is not in Oriole fans' vocabulary right now.)

 

The most dramatic series starting tomorrow is likely to be the Mets at the Braves.  With the best record in baseball since June 3, 62-34, the New Yorkers have a two-game lead on injury-ravaged Atlanta.  But the Braves are tough in their own ballpark and have a history of coming up big at crunch time.  The Mets have a more checkered history in this area, but the great thing about baseball is its unpredictability - how you handle it is the key to success.

 

The Mets wind up the season with three at newly-crowned NL Central champion Milwaukee.  As much of an AL surprise as the emergence of Detroit and Cleveland, the newly-crowned AL Central champ, have been, the Brewers in the NL have been another feel-good story. 

 

They clinched early and were on the verge yesterday of being swept by Arizona, the second wild card leader, when the Brew Crew rallied from a 8-0 hole to beat the Dbacks Su Sep 22, 10-9. [The Giants are playing spoiler, winning 2 of 3 at Baltimore, sweeping Royals at KC, and beat Dbacks M Sep 23 in Arizona.

Dbacks are closer to 3rd wild card leader Mets than top wild card Padres.] 

 

My hope is that what will keep the division winners playing reasonably hard this last week is that the best record in MLB will provide home team advantage through the World Series.  That race is wide open right now.   

 

As mediocre as the Oriole drift has been, it has not been the total collapse of the Twins and Royals.  I find it hard to believe that those teams won't bounce back a little this week but once the contagion of losing hits it can be hard to cure.  The Twins were non-competitive in a Sunday doubleheader loss to the Red Sox yesterday and after challenging Cleveland for the division lead, they are on the outside looking in, one game behind third place Royals-Tigers.

 

The Twins will at least wind up at home, playing the White Sox of the NL, the Miami Marlins. And then wind up with three against the Orioles.  For a long time, I've hoped those games wouldn't be meaningful. It sure looks like they will be. 

 

The Royals' decline has been even more shocking. They have lost 7 in a row, 6 at home, and are 7-16 since Aug 28.  They will have to win on the road, first at the Washington Nats and then in Atlanta. The Nats, and at times even the Rockies and the Marlins, have occasionally shown professional pride by competing hard against contenders.

 

The Washington front office will have to deal with the off-field breaking story about shortstop C. J. Abrams.  Only a few days before the minor league season ended yesterday, he was farmed out to the Nats' top affiliate because it was learned that after one recent night game, Abrams was seen at a gambling casino until 8AM. 

 

Before I close, I should note one other big matchup starting tomorrow:  San Diego visiting the hated big brother LA.  Padres have already won season series over Dodgers, but they'll have to sweep to tie for first. 

   

I am a perennial supporter of the underdog. If the Orioles cannot get a second wind and play deep into October, I'd like to see Cleveland finally win their first World Series since 1948 (and then maybe the flawed but filled-with-ballplayers "The Kid From Cleveland" (1949) can be re-shown!).  

 

IN MEMORIAM:

** Richard Moss, 93, on Sep 21 at an assisted living facility in Santa Monica, CA after a long illness.  A native of Pittsburgh, he grew up a huge Pirates fan. He attended Harvard Law School where one of his contemporaries was Bob Arum, later the boxing kingpin and rival of Don King.  In 1966, Moss entered baseball as chief counsel to newly-appointed executive director Marvin Miller. They both came from the Pittsburgh office of the Steelworkers Union of America to revitalize the Major League Baseball Players Association.

 

Moss was a vital, behind-the-scenes presence communicating to players the importance of sticking together to take on the baronial owners who were not used to facing organized players. He was an essential part of the miniscule Association staff that led to salary and grievance arbitration victories, the most notable being the Messersmith-McNally decision in December 1975 that opened the doors to free agency. When Moss became an agent in the late 1970s, he kiddingly told me that they needed two people to replace him, Donald Fehr, Miller's ultimate successor, and Peter Rose, not the ballplayer and someone who did not stay in the job for long. 

 

**Jazz lost one of its legends on Sept 21 with the death of saxophonist-composer Benny Golson, 95, in Manhattan after a short illness.  Golson was one of the great Philadelphia-bred giants, growing up with John Coltrane, Lee Morgan, the Heath Brothers: Jimmy, Percy, Tootie, and many others who all made their mark in jazz. He excelled as both a composer and saxophone player.  His memorable tunes include "Stablemates," "Blues March," and "I Remember Clifford" which he composed when he learned the tragic news in 1956 that Clifford Brown, the 26-year old trumpeter from nearby Delaware, had been killed in an auto accident. 

 

Golson was truly a musician's musician, loving all kinds of good music. As a youngster, he went to hear the Philadelphia Orchestra play Stravinsky and other modern composer, sitting high up in the rafters of the storied Academy of Music with Coltrane and the Heaths. RIP the peerless Benny Golson.

 

That's all for now.  Always remember:  Take it easy but take it, and Stay positive and test negative. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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First 2019 YIBF (Yours In Baseball Forever) Blog

“I can imagine a world without baseball, but can’t imagine wanting to live in one.”
The late great sportswriter Leonard Koppett expressed that spot-on feeling in 2002 a year before he died. (Quoted by his son David in the posthumous edition of “Koppett’s Concise History of Major League Baseball," p478.)

In less than a month the greatest words in the English language will ring true again: “The pitchers and catchers have reported to spring training.” Yet I must admit as an Orioles fan I am not too excited. It’s unlikely that a team that lost 115 games in 2018 and has no recognizable strength at any position will improve significantly.

Yes, there is new management that is drenched in the analytic “advanced metric” side of the game. And I have never dismissed out of hand new information about our wonderfully confounding and complicated yet sweet and simple game of baseball.

But I also adamantly believe that you must never lose sight of character issues and aspects of the game that cannot be quantified. So I'll wait and see what happens with the new breed of "decision science" brainiacs led by new gm Mike Elias, a former Yale pitcher, and his right-hand man Sig Megdal (pronounced May-dell), a former NASA specialist who worked on, among other things, models to enhance astronaut sleeping habits.

As I write in mid-January, there are still no new teams for the marquee free agents in this year’s class, Manny Machado and Bryce Harper, both only 26. Many in the establishment sports media are wailing about the broken free agency system.

In fact, I think the issue rests more in a player agent rivalry as much as in a broken system. Dan Lozano represents Machado, the same agent that conned Angels owner Arte Moreno into a 10-year deal with now-fading Albert Pujols.

Harper, who was on the cover of Sports Illustrated 10 years ago as a 16-year-old and his ego has soared since, is in the stable of Scott Boras. Boras' professed hero is Marvin Miller, the Players Association leader who was always confident some owner would break down and give what the player(s) wanted.

In 2019, however, it is light years from the heyday of Miller and his unheralded chief counsel Dick Moss who shepherded players through legal thickets to free agency.
Players now are far richer and perhaps sated, and managements are getting smarter.

After seeing Machado and Harper play for six years with their former teams (the Orioles and Dodgers for Manny, the Nationals for Bryce), it is clear that while both are great numbers producers, they are not the kind of leaders that make everyone on the team better.

If owners and managements are getting more careful about committing multi-million dollars in long term contracts, I am not complaining. As always, though, it is hard to side with the fat cat owners against players whose skills are extremely perishable.

So with well over a hundred serviceable veterans still unsigned, I hope it isn’t like last year when the Players Association had to hastily put together a spring training base in Florida for those still without contracts.

Turning to another big off-field subject, the Hall of Fame will announce next week the results of the regular voting for the Cooperstown class of 2019. Mariano Rivera will be virtually a unanimous choice.

Three other candidates have strong cases. Former stellar Oriole and Yankee RHP Mike Mussina compiled a 270-153 record with a 3.68 ERA. His walk-strikeout ratio was a superb mere 785 BBs and 2813 K's. His WHIP (combining walks and hits per inning) was an outstanding 1.192.

Even better stats were accumulated by the late outstanding RHP Roy Halladay who lost his life in his private plane accident in 2017. With the Blue Jays and Phillies, Halladay went 203-105, 3.38 ERA, WHIP 1.178, and an impressive BB/K ratio of 592/2117.

The case for the outstanding Mariners designated hitter Edgar Martinez is also strong but perhaps not as strong because his injuries confined him to a DH role for most of his career. He hit .312 for a career, very impressive in the age of multiple relievers. Slugging average of .309 with 2247 hits, 309 HRs and 2161. Also over his career he drew more walks 1283 than strikeouts 1202.

His stats to me are more favorable than Harold Baines were and Baines was elected
to the shrine last month in a vote by a special Veterans Committee. The former White Sox-Ranger-Oriole hit .289, slugged .465 with 384 HRs and 1628 in a 20-year career, much of it like Edgar M. limited to the DH role because of injury. He also had a negative BB/SO ratio of 1062/1441.

When eligible in the regular vote of the writers, Baines didn't receive even ten per cent of any vote. With his former White Sox manager Tony LaRussa on the veterans committee, it is hard not to see favoritism in his selection. (Longtime closer Lee Smith was also voted in last month, a less controversial choice but not one that I would have chosen.)

Baines' election brought back memories of decades ago when the affable genuine Hall of Famer Frankie Frisch openly and successfully lobbied for several of his former Giant and Cardinal teammates to get selected to Cooperstown.

A Hall of Fame should be for the truly great not the merely good or very good. But since selections almost always are turned into a popularity contest, there is not much that I can do about that.

Before I close, I am distressed to report that my alma mater college basketball teams, Columbia and Wisconsin, have hit hard times. The Badgers looked very good in the pre-Big Ten season, but they have lost their winning touch in league play.
Likely All-American fifth-year senior Ethan Happ can only do so much, especially since he has great trouble at the foul line and never shoots outside the paint.

Columbia lost its best player, gifted if erratic point guard Mike Smith, to a season-ending injury. Unlike the resurgent football team under coach Al Bagnoli that produced a winning season despite multiple injuries, basketball has not yet learned how to win.

Yet the cage season is not even half-over so I try to believe in change for the better, and, of course, I always root, root, root for my team.

That's all for now - always remember: Take it easy but take it.
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