Major League Baseball Bobbles and Blunders.
A few thoughts on baseball before the Yankees win the World Series again (not saying I like them, but it’s inevitable at this point… sorry Philly Phanatics), and nobody cares about the sport for a couple of months.
Can you believe the Houston Astros play with a 90 foot wide incline in the middle of center field that also features an inanimate steel flagpole placed in the middle of it? How many centerfielders, home and opposing teams alike, must just absolutely refuse to chase after a ball hit in that direction? If there was ever a career ender, it would be running straight into that pole at 25km/h (average human running speed) while looking over your shoulder and trying to make a catch. It’s known as “Tal’s Hill” after team president Tal Smith, who must not like centerfielders very much. It would be a different matter if it was an amateur team in a low-budget league, and they had to build their field around this obstruction due to a city injunction (like the terraces at “Sulphur Dell” In Tennessee and Crosley Field in Cincinnati), but this is a world-class, professional, multi-million (billion?) dollar budget team and league that consciously chose to put this little gem in the middle of play. It’s not like they can’t afford to do it right. While they are classy little acknowledgements to historical figures, these “features” only serve to injure players who teams have already invested a pile of money in to make their team better; it just doesn’t serve any logical rationale as to why the team and the league would allow for these pending disasters.
Alex Rodriguez and Nomar Garciaparra need to stop playing with their batting gloves before EVERY SINGLE PITCH and just hit already. They’re on your hands, your fingers are in the holes, and the Velcro is done up – what more does a person require from a batting glove? I understand the element of being in “The Zone” and the quirky rituals that players across all sports subscribe to to keep them mentally in check; but these guys are taking it a little too far, and bothering everyone who is forced to watch them every time they’re up to bat.
Can the franchise known as the “Angels” please, once and for all, identify where they’re actually from? Los Angeles Angels, California Angels, Anaheim Angels, and now… The Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim. Luckily, they’ve played out of the same stadium since the 60’s, but if the casual fan didn’t know that, how in the heck are they supposed to know what city and field to go to to see his team play?
Is there any chance of Major League Baseball adopting a home-run derby to settle deadlocks instead of extra innings, in the fashion of how the NHL reverts to a shootout to settle tie-games? Is there any chance we could just change standard 9 inning baseball games directly to home-run derbies? Man, that’d be sweet.