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Sunday, June 19, 2022

The Most Damaging Player In Each New York Team's History

Note: I'm only going to include the "Big Four" leagues: MLB, the NFL, the NBA and the NHL. No Liberty, no Cosmos, no Red Bulls, no NYCFC, no whatever Sky Blue FC are calling themselves now.

I'll lead off with not (yet) the most damaging, but the most recent:

New York/New Jersey/Brooklyn Nets: Kyrie Irving. All he had to do was get vaccinated, and he would have been playing all along, home and away. There wouldn't have been a poisonous atmosphere at the Barclays Center. Chances are, they would have beaten the Boston Celtics in the 1st Round, and possibly dethroned the Milwaukee Bucks, and at least reached the Eastern Conference Finals against the Miami Heat. There could have been a Championship in the future. If not this year, then a serious run at it this year, and building on that for next year.

Instead, Kyrie had to be... Let's put it this way: With some people, the worst advice you can give them is, "Be yourself."

The worst thing about what Kyrie has done to the Nets is that it could well still be a work in progress. In other words, it's unlikely that team management will buy him out, so he could still hurt them again. True, he could also lead them to that elusive title.

But who's kidding who? As Mike Lupica put it in the Daily News when they were eliminated:

The only way Kyrie Irving could make himself an easier mark is if he were trying to guard you. On Twitter the other day he said that “My name is worth billions to these media corporations.” Name one.

But the problem with the Brooklyn Nets, the greatest dynasty that never was and never will be, is much bigger than Irving, a self-indulgent and self-absorbed player whose vaccination status was the single biggest contributing factor to what became not just a lost season, but one of the biggest flops in New York City basketball history. Irving: Who somehow seems himself as the hoops version of Nelson Mandela.

The larger problem with the Nets is that the people in charge, owner Joe Tsai and general manager Sean Marks, look like patsies here for the way they have allowed Kyrie and Kevin — K in this case stands for strikeout in basketball, too — to walk all over them from the time the two stars came to Brooklyn to win all those championships they were going to win.

You know what the Nets are? They are the East Coast version of the Lakers, another dynasty that never was and never will be, who also allowed their stars to run their franchise. They were going to be a Super Team for the ages and ended up winning one title, and winning it when the NBA turned into BubbleBall during COVID.

New York Knicks: Stephon Marbury. The last of 5 brothers to play at Abraham Lincoln High School in Brooklyn's Coney Island, "Starbury" (a nickname he made up) was supposed to be the next great New York City point guard. He went one-and-done at Georgia Tech, then signed with the Minnesota Timberwolves. He might be the biggest reason why Kevin Garnett had to go to Boston to win a title.

In 1999, he was traded to the Nets, and they were 2 of the worst seasons in the history of a franchise with a rotten history, although he was named to the 2001 All-Star Game. He was traded to the Phoenix Suns, even-up for Jason Kidd, a "my headache for your headache" trade. He helped the Suns set after several good years, despite another All-Star appearance in 2003; while Kidd immediately turned the Nets into back-to-back NBA Finalists.

In 2004, the Knicks traded for him. Marbury was only 27, and a 2-time All-Star. And, because he was one of New York City's own, Knick fans believed he would be the man to return the Knickerbockers to glory. That it did not happen was not all his fault -- after all, he came with Anfernee "Penny" Hardaway, a once-great player now saddled with injuries, who did his best but couldn't overcome them, and James Dolan was running the franchise -- but he led the way.
He didn't get along with head coach Don Chaney. Or with the next, fellow Brooklynite Lenny Wilkens, one of the NBA's 50th Anniversary 50 Greatest Players, and once the winningest head coach in NBA history, coach of the 1979 NBA Champion Seattle SuperSonics. And he didn't get along with the next one, Larry Brown.

Brown was a success wherever he went in the NBA. As his longtime friend and fellow Long Islander, Tony Kornheiser of ESPN, put it, "He took the Clippers to the Playoffs! Nobody takes the Clippers to the Playoffs!" And he had taken the Nets to the Playoffs. In fact, he had pulled both of those feats off twice. At the time, this was considered a huge deal, because both teams were "little brothers" to the bigger teams in the area. Both teams were, and -- despite what they've done since -- still are joke franchises. And he had won an NBA Championship with the Detroit Pistons, and gotten the Philadelphia 76ers to the Finals, eventually getting Allen Iverson to see the value in not just a game, but in practice.

The one team with whom he couldn't make the Playoffs was the Knicks: Unlike Iverson, Marbury could not be convinced that Brown knew what he was doing. They feuded like crazy, and, as Frank Isola and Michael O'Keefe wrote in the Daily News, Marbury had become "the most reviled athlete in New York."

Brown left in 2006, while Marbury continued to poison the atmosphere at Madison Square Garden until 2009, when the Boston Celtics finally took him off the Knicks' hands, reuniting him with Garnett -- and taking them down from their title perch of the season before. So that's 5 different NBA teams Marbury messed up, 2 of them in the New York Tri-State Area. He is a serious contender for the overall Number 1 on this list.

China was starting up a pro basketball league, and Marbury played in it from 2010 to 2018, and is now the head coach of the Beijing Royal Fighters.

New Jersey Devils: Ilya Kovalchuk. After 9 years as a sniper for the Atlanta Thrashers, the Devils traded for him. In 4 seasons with the team, he twice scored at least 30 goals, and was a key figure in the team that reached the 2012 Stanley Cup Finals. (It's worth noting that, of the 9 teams in the "big four" leagues, only 2 have reached their sport's finals since: The 2014 Rangers and the 2015 Mets. So this is a big deal.)
But in 2013, he "retired" from the NHL, with $77 million and 12 years remaining on his contract. He was only 30, and his move left the Devils in the lurch: They've only made the Playoffs once since, in 2018.

But he only retired from the NHL. He went back to Russia, and signed with his former team, SKA St. Petersburg. It was all about the money: Not just a higher salary, but considerably lower taxes. Then the ruble crashed in December 2014, and he was making less money. Serves him right. In 2018, he applied to return to the NHL, but the Devils weren't interested. Good thing: At 35, was a shadow of his former self, playing just 2 more seasons, for 3 different teams, and scoring 26 more goals, raising his career total to 328.

New York Islanders: Alexei Yashin. From 1993 to 2001, he scored 218 goals and had 273 assists for the Ottawa Senators. As the 2001-02 season dawned, he was about to turn 28, was coming off back-to-back 40-goal seasons, and hadn't missed a game due to injury in 4 years. There was nothing wrong with wanting a healthy Alexei Yashin on your team.

The question was, What was a team willing to trade to get him? The Islanders traded Bill Muckalt, Zdeno Chara, and their 1st-round draft pick, who the Senators turned into Jason Spezza. Muckalt was a thrown-in, and played his last NHL game in 2003. In 2022, Chara and Spezza are still playing in the NHL, and both could end up in the Hall of Fame.

And Yashin? General manager Mike Milbury signed him to a contract extension worth $87.5 million over 10 years. He scored 32 goals in 2001-02, but that would be his peak. His production dropped, and because of his contract, he was "untradeable." He played his last NHL game at age 34, although he hung on in the Russian league for 5 more years.
Unlike some of these guys, Yashin didn't make a nuisance of himself, to his teammates, to the organization, or to the fans. He just didn't deliver. And it's not like he paid himself: Milbury was more to blame than Yashin was.

New York Rangers: Ken Hodge. BlueLine Station, a Ranger fan website, calls the 1976 trade that sent Hodge to Madison Square Garden and Rick Middleton to the Boston Garden the worst trade in Ranger history. Hodge was supposed to pair up with Phil Esposito to score a lot of goals, as he had with the Bruins. Instead, he played 96 games for the Rangers, with 23 goals and 45 assists.
Yes, they actually wore these uniforms.
In regular-season games.

That's not terrible: The Rangers got off luckier than most of these teams. But look what they gave up for Hodge: In Boston, Middleton played 12 seasons, with 402 goals and 496 assists. The Bruins retired his Number 16, and he should be in the Hockey Hall of Fame. Think that might have helped in the 1979 Stanley Cup Finals against the Montreal Canadiens? Or in those Playoff series against the Islanders? Or in the 1986 Conference Finals against the Canadiens?

New York Giants: Kerry Collins. First season, 1999: 7-9. Second season, 2000: 12-4, but became the 1st quarterback ever to lead an offense that failed to score in a Super Bowl, the Giants' only score coming on a kickoff return. Third season, 2001: 7-9. Fourth season, 2002: 10-6, with 4 losses by 7 points or less, costing them a Division title, and allowing them to fall into that humiliating road Playoff loss to the San Francisco 49ers. Fifth season, 2003: 4-12. Collins was not only the worst starting quarterback in Giants history, he was the worst starting quarterback ever to play in a Super Bowl.
New York Jets: Mo Lewis. Now, this doesn't seem fair. Mo was a very good linebacker. He played 13 seasons for the Jets, including 3 Pro Bowl appearances, 4 Playoff berths, and a trip to an AFC Championship Game. But his tackle injured Drew Bledsoe and led to the rise of Tom Brady. What could be more damaging -- not just to the Jets, but to the entire NFL -- than that?
At such seemingly benign moments is history changed.

New York Yankees: Kevin Brown. I know, I know, I've ripped several Yankee pitchers over the 15 years I've written this blog. I even made a list of all the games one of them, Boone Logan, blew for the Yankees, which I suspect is a team record: Logan's Litany of Losing.

But Kevin Brown. Oy, gevalt, Kevin Brown! After pitching well against the Yankees for the Texas Rangers and the Baltimore Orioles from 1992 to 1995, he went to the National League, and helped the team then known as the Florida Marlins win the 1997 World Series. That team was immediately broken up, and he was traded to the San Diego Padres. They won the 1998 NL Pennant, and started Brown in Games 1 and 4 of the World Series, because of his success against the Yankees. Instead, the Yankees swept the Padres.

The Padres didn't keep him, either, and he signed the 1st $100 million-plus contract in baseball history, with the Los Angeles Dodgers. After the 2003 season, angry at Jeff Weaver's incompetence in the World Series, the Yankees traded Weaver and 2 pitchers who never amounted to anything to the Dodgers, for Brown, and also got Javier Vázquez, knowing they would need to replace the departed Roger Clemens and Andy Pettitte.

Some replacements. Brown went 10-6, and after a bad loss in September, punched the dugout wall with his right hand. His throwing hand. He broke it, but was ready to pitch again come the postseason. Despite making the All-Star Game, Vázquez only went 14-10. And, due to injuries, in the all-important Game 7 of the American League Championship Series against the arch-rival Boston Red Sox, manager Joe Torre started Brown, and he didn't make it out of the 2nd inning. Torre replaced him with Vázquez, who didn't get out of the 4th.
Before Kevin Brown became a Yankee, the Yankees were, beyond any question, the team in baseball, and the Red Sox were their bitches. We'll never know if he would have pitched better in October if he hadn't broken his hand in September, but since that game in October, the Yankees have fallen behind not just the Red Sox, but the Tampa Bay Rays and the Houston Astros, and that's just in the American League. Brown pitched 1 more year, through injuries, and retired with a record of 211-144, 216-149 if you count the postseason -- 15-14 as a Yankee.

I had considered long-ago 1st baseman Hal Chase, a great fielder and a good hitter, whose hiring as player-manager late in the 1910 season, and his known throwing of games for gamblers, turned a 2nd (but not close 2nd)-place team into a 102-loss last-place team in just 2 years. But, at the time, they were the New York Highlanders. They weren't officially the Yankees yet, let alone the Yankees.

New York Mets: Bobby Bonilla. There aren't too many athletes who messed a team up, left, returned, and messed them up again. Although born and raised in The Bronx, Yankee territory, Bonilla was a Met fan growing up, and became a star on the Pittsburgh Pirates' early 1990s near-dynasty.

The Mets threw money at him, and he joined for the 1992 season. It was a disaster, as his hitting stats went way down, and the team had its 1st non-contending season in 9 years. The Mets had an even worse season in 1993, full of acts of carelessness that got people hurt, and, in 2 separate incidents, Bonilla threatened local reporters. They finally traded him in 1995.

And yet, they brought him back for 1999. At 36, he was washed-up, and was released. But they still owed him $5.9 million. His agent offered the Mets a deal: He would defer payment for 10 years, and the Mets would pay him $1.19 million every year from 2011 to 2035 (or his heirs if he died before 2035). The Mets took the deal.
Now, every year, July 1, the date of the payment, is known as Bobby Bonilla Day: There are still players the Mets are paying less to play than they're paying Bonilla to not play. Only 13 more years to go.

Monday, October 22, 2012

Did You Ever Think You Would Miss George Steinbrenner?

This weekend, the football teams at Rutgers University (beating Temple on the road in Philadelphia, 35-10) and East Brunswick High School (beating J.P. Stevens on the road in Edison, New Jersey), 35-28), were good enough.

While the soccer team known as Arsenal Football Club (losing to Norwich City on the road in Norfolk, England, 1-0) and the New York Yankees (didn't even make it to Game 5 of the ALCS), were not.

Think of the odds you could have gotten by betting on that.

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Mike Lupica, Yankee-hater extraordinaire, in yesterday's New York Daily News:
Here is what the Yankee brand has become: Winning a lot of regular games, drawing a lot of people, making a lot of money. They are big winners, unprecedented winners, April through September. Just rarely in October. October was the old brand...
We keep hearing that they’re going to get the payroll down to $189 million by 2014 to avoid serious luxury-tax penalties, but that is a bit of a hustle, too. The next year they can go right back to outspending everybody (well, maybe not the Dodgers going forward) if they choose to.
Understand: They have made a lot of smart decisions in that time to keep the pump primed, don’t worry. Cashman had one of his best years in 2012 with Ibanez, Ichiro and Hiroki Kuroda, and maybe it’s fitting that his best work turned out to be with guys whose ages are 40, 38, 37. The Yankees, year after year, are always a win-now team. But when it comes to the World Series, they have become a win-then team.
Under Joe Torre they won four times in five seasons, made it to the World Series five times in six seasons, finally six times in eight. But starting in 2002, they have  become the New York Braves.
That is unacceptable.  Not good enough.

But it could be worse. They could be the New York A's. George Steinbrenner wouldn't just have fired Brian Cashman by now - for being more committed to saving money than to winning titles, he would have fired Billy Beane after 2006.

At least they're not going out of their way to say that Cashman is a "genius," like so many people say about Beane.

But shouldn't somebody lose his job?

* Cashman, the general manager who picked all of the players who got the job done -- and all of the players who didn't get the job done?

* Joe Girardi, the field manager who had a humongous amount of talent for 4 years, and has won exactly one Pennant in his entire managerial career -- just like Davey Johnson?

* Kevin Long, the hitting instructor, whose instruction clearly isn't working?

* Whoever suggested to Cashman that he acquire certain stiffs, both of the April-through-September variety and the October version?

* Lonn Trost and/or Randy Levine, whose focus was on maximizing profit so that the new Yankee Stadium could be built? Shouldn't they be let go, if for no other reason than that their work is done now?

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I mentioned Arsenal before. Today is the birthday of Arsenal manager Arsène Wenger. In club soccer, the "manager" is both the field manager/head coach and the general manager. For a team with as much riding on it as a team in any of the four major North American sports aggregations (MLB, NFL, NBA & NHL), two jobs combined are too much for any one man.

NFL head coaches as wise as Bill Parcells, Jimmy Johnson and Mike Holmgren all proved this when they demanded total control from the teams that hired them after they left the clubs they'd led to Super Bowl wins. To ask one man to do it for a team in England's Premier League, or any of the other major European soccer leagues, is insane.

Wenger has kept Arsenal in the UEFA Champions League every season since 1998-99, despite a new stadium having been built, requiring a massive outlay of cash. That stadium debt is well on its way to being paid off.

In the meantime, Wenger is purchasing young players -- as yet unknown, or at least unproven, in England -- from other, smaller European clubs for sums between $8 million and $20 million (when converted to U.S. dollars). But other clubs in his own league -- fellow Londoners Chelsea, and the two Manchester clubs, Manchester United and Manchester City -- routinely buy superstars from other countries for sums of over $40 million. And that's just the purchase price for these players, never mind their salaries. (European soccer teams rarely do "trades" in the North American sense.)

As a result of having to operate on the cheap, Wenger has gone from being English soccer's Joe Torre (king of hunches and smart buys, winning 3 Premier League titles and 4 FA Cups in an 8-year stretch from 1998 to 2005) to being its Billy Beane (getting close to a trophy every year since 2005, but not winning one).

For a couple of years now, there have been Arsenal fans demanding that he be fired, or "sacked" as they say over there: "Wenger Out!"

And replace him with who, exactly? Any other manager they could hire would either not take a job where their moves would be hamstrung by the kind of budget that the other European big boys would give them (i.e. Jose Mourinho, now of Real Madrid, and winner of 2 Premiership titles at Chelsea), or would take the job and find that he can't win in that league with that budget, and with a league full of referees that will now hate him because he's with Arsenal instead of always giving him the benefit of the doubt because his previous club was favored by the league's corrupt overlords (i.e. what I suspect would happen with Pep Guardiola, formerly of Barcelona).

Wenger drives me crazy, but he's not the problem: It's the guys clogging up the money flow that are the problem.

Likewise, while I'm much closer to wanting "Girardi out!" I'd rather see Cashman replaced. Even firing Trost and Levine, while being nothing more than throwing pieces of meat to the hungry wolves, would be a welcome gesture.

But Hank and Hal won't do that.

And they call themselves Steinbrenners?

Not good enough.

If you're a Yankee Fan old enough to remember 1990, or 1982, or even 1973 (I qualify on the first two counts, and just miss being able to remember the third)...

Did you ever think you would miss George Steinbrenner?

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October 22, 1746: The College of New Jersey receives its royal charter. The college will be located in Elizabeth, New Jersey. It moves to Newark in 1747, and to Princeton in 1756. In 1896, it will be renamed Princeton University. In 1996, Trenton State College in nearby Ewing will change its name to The College of New Jersey.


October 22, 1845: The New York Morning News – not to be confused with the New York Daily News, which begins publication in 1919 – reports that in yesterday's "friendly match of the time honored game of Baseball" the New York Club beat Brooklyn 24-4. A box score of the game is included in the account.

Henry Chadwick, the New York Clipper writer who did much to popularize the game,  is often credited with inventing the box score, but this appears not to be the case, as he would not first write about baseball until 1857.

Two oddities: First, this account lists the name of the sport as one word, “baseball,” not two words, “base ball,” as was common even at the end of the 19th Century.

Second, we have been told that “the first baseball game” – usually defined as the first game under codified rules, as written by Alexander Cartwright and the Knickerbocker Club in September 1845, was played on June 19, 1846, between the Knickerbocker Club and the New York Club, and that this club, often referred to as “the New York Nine,” beat the Knickerbockers 23-1 in 4 innings – 21 runs constituting a win under the rules of that time – despite rule-writer Cartwright serving as umpire for a contest involving the club of which he was a member. Hello? Conflict of interest! But somebody had to be the ump; who better to enforce the rules of the game than the man who literally wrote them? (Even if he wasn't the originator of all of them, though he probably was the originator of some of them, particularly the 90-feet-apart rule for the bases.)

I’ve often wondered how the people who are the closest thing we have to the definitive inventors of the game could get their heads handed to them, so soon after they wrote the rules. Were the New York Club quick studies? Were the Knickerbockers truly bad at the game they “invented”? Now I know: While this game may not have been under the Cartwright rules, those rules were based in part on the way the game had already been played for a while, and, clearly, the NY9 was already quite good at that version of the game, and it appears not to have taken much adaptation to the Cartwright rules on their part.

October 22, 1857: The Atlantic Club defeats the Eckford Club‚ both of Brooklyn‚ to take the best-of-3-games match and claim the championship for 1857. The baseball custom, by this point, has become that the championship can only be won by a team beating the current title holder 2 out of 3 games. And, of course, baseball is still all-amateur. Nobody is getting paid to play. At least, as far as anybody is willing to say publicly. There is, as yet, no surviving evidence that anyone in the pre-Civil War period had been paid to play for any team.

October 22, 1872, 140 years ago today: The Boston Red Stockings win the National Association championship‚ winning their 39th game by defeating the Brooklyn Eckfords 4-3. When the season ends on the 31st (only 17 matches will be played this month) Baltimore and Mutual (of New York) will be the closest teams finishing behind Boston‚ with 34 wins.

The Boston Red Stockings were direct descendants of the first openly all-professional team, the 1869 Cincinnati Red Stockings. Harry Wright was owner, manager and left fielder. Brother George Wright was shortstop. Cal McVey was catcher, Charlie Gould played first base, and Andy Leonard was in right field. That’s 5 out of the 10 Boys of ’69.

Their second baseman was Roscoe “Ross” Barnes, who would move on to the Chicago White Stockings, forerunners of the Cubs, when the National League was founded in 1876, and not only win the first batting championship of what’s now considered a “major league,” but hit the first home run in NL competition. And the Red Stockings’ leading pitcher was 21-year-old Albert Goodwill Spalding, who will go to Chicago with Barnes and form the White Stockings, and later found the sporting goods empire that still bears his name and will go on to dominate the sport, and thus make him the closest thing baseball had to a commissioner in those days.

By winning the 1872 Pennant, the Red Stockings resume the dominance they had enjoyed as the Cincinnati club from April 1869 to June 1870, until their legendary defeat by the Brooklyn Atlantics. This is the 1st of 4 straight NA Pennants that they will win, and upon entering the NL in 1876, they will win Pennants in 1877, ’78 and ’83. By the time of that 1883 Pennant, they will be known by another name, indicative of their city: The Boston Beaneaters. They will win Pennants in 1891, ’92, ’93, ’97 and ’98, before a change in management damages them and ends their dominance. From 1899 to 1956, they will win just 2 Pennants in 58 seasons; from 1899 to 1990, only 4 Pennants in 92 seasons. By 1912, they will be known as the Boston Braves; in 1953, they move to Milwaukee; in 1966, to Atlanta.

Thus they, not the franchise founded in 1882 and known these last 130 years as the Cincinnati Reds, are the descendants of the first professional baseball team, and thus the oldest continuously-operating professional sports franchise in North America. But as the Atlanta Braves, they cannot legitimately claim the 1869 Cincinnati “world championship,” or the 14 Pennants and the 1914 World Series won in Boston, or the 1957 World Series and 1958 Pennant won in Milwaukee.

October 22, 1873: The Boston Red Stockings clinch the pennant by defeating the Washington Nationals‚ 11-8‚ in Washington. George Wright leads the attack with a triple and 2 singles. Note that there are teams today named the Boston Red Sox and the Washington Nationals, but neither is connected to these 19th Century teams.

October 22, 1878: According to sources I have found, the first rugby match under floodlights takes place at the Yew Street Ground in Salford, outside Manchester, England, between host Broughton and visiting Swinton.  How this was done, almost exactly one year to the day before Thomas Edison invented the first practical light bulb, I don't know.  Broughton won, scoring "two goals, three tries, three touchdowns" while  Swinton was held scoreless.  A contemporary account suggests that there were 8-10,000 people on hand.


October 22, 1885: John Montgomery Ward, a licensed attorney as well as “a clever base ballist” (as someone called him at the time, a phrase used as the title of a 21st Century biography of him), and several teammates secretly form the Brotherhood of Professional Base Ball Players, the first players’ union in any American sport. The Brotherhood‚ strengthened by fights against salary restrictions and abuses of the reserve clause‚ will become a force to be reckoned with by the end of the decade.

October 22, 1907: James Emory Foxx is born in Sudlersville, on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. The 1st baseman known as "Jimmie," “Double X” and “The Beast” was said by Yankee pitcher Lefty Gomez to be so strong, “even his hair has muscles.” Gomez also said, “He wasn’t scouted, he was trapped.” In 1937, he became the first player to hit a home run into the upper deck in left field at Yankee Stadium, which was much harder to left than to right because of the angle of the seats. He hit it off Gomez, who was asked how far he thought it went: “I don’t know, but I do know it took somebody 45 minutes to go up there and get it.” Gomez also said, after the Apollo 11 mission in 1969, that the astronauts on the Moon found an object there that they couldn’t explain: “I know exactly what it was: It was the home run that Jimmie Foxx hit off me in 1937!”

Foxx helped the Philadelphia Athletics win the World Series in 1929 and ’30 and the Pennant in ’31. He hit 58 home runs in 1932, second only to Ruth’s 60 in 1927. He won the Triple Crown in ’33, and won the 2nd of back-to-back MVP awards that year.

After the 1936 season, Boston Red Sox owner Tom Yawkey opened the vault and paid A’s owner Connie Mack $150,000 for Foxx’s contract -- $2.4 million in 2012 money. This time, Foxx did break a record of Ruth’s, the $125,000 purchase of 1920 ($1.6 million). He even looked a lot like Ruth, and both were from the State of Maryland. Foxx hit 50 homers for Boston in 1938.

At his retirement, he had a .325 lifetime batting average and 534 home runs, which remained 2nd all-time to Ruth and first among righthanded hitters, until surpassed by Willie Mays in 1966. Until Alex Rodriguez, he was the youngest player ever to reach 500, doing so shortly before his 33rd birthday. He was elected to the Hall of Fame in his first year of eligibility.

His life was a sad one, though, as he was plagued with alcoholism, was perennially broke, and choked to death before he turned 60. The Tom Hanks character in A League of Their Own was based on him. Sadly, because he played so long ago, died before the rise of baseball nostalgia films and books, did not give a televised interview, and did his best work for a team that technically no longer exists (the Philadelphia A’s), he has been largely forgotten today.

It doesn’t help that the A’s don’t retire numbers from their Philadelphia days, and the Red Sox haven’t retired his number, either: He usually wore Number 3. But The Sporting News didn’t forget: In 1999, publishing their list of the 100 Greatest Baseball Players, Foxx, who hadn’t played a game in 54 years and with most of his teammates, like himself, dead and unable to speak on his behalf, came in at Number 15.

October 22, 1918: Louis Frank Klein is born in New Orleans.  Lou Klein was the starting second baseman for the St. Louis Cardinals when they won the NL Pennant in 1943, then served in World War II, and when he and previous starter Red Schoendienst returned from the war, Klein accepted an opportunity to “jump” to the Mexican League. He was immediately suspended indefinitely by Commissioner Happy Chandler. He and the other “Mexican Jumping Beans” were reinstated in 1949, soon became a coach with the Chicago Cubs, and is now best known for being a part of the Cubs’ ridiculous “College of Coaches” experiment in 1961-62.  He died in 1976, only 57.

October 22, 1925: Marv Goodwin‚ a former righthanded pitcher for the St. Louis Cardinals who joined the Cincinnati Reds at the end of the season‚ is killed in a plane he was piloting. He was 34. He is the first active player to die from injuries sustained in an airplane crash. Goodwin was one of the 17 spitball pitchers who was "grandfathered" and still allowed to use the illegal pitch after it was banned in 1920.

The tragedy becomes a controversy when Cards GM Branch Rickey asks for the full payment from the Reds for Goodwin. Cincinnati answers that the agreement was that Goodwin had to stick with the club for 30 days into the new season. Commissioner Kenesaw Mountain Landis steps in, and, reading the letter of the agreement and ignoring its spirit, rules in favor of the Reds.

October 22, 1927: New York Giants outfielder Ross Youngs‚ one of manager John McGraw's favorite players‚ dies of the kidney ailment Bright's disease at age 30‚ cutting short a 10-year career in which he batted .322. Youngs had been accompanied by a specialist as early as 1924‚ and after the illness had been identified‚ the Giants hired a nurse to travel with Youngs. He was bedridden in 1927‚ after appearing in just 95 games in 1926.

For years, McGraw had no pictures of former players in his office. Two years earlier, when Christy Mathewson died, he became the first player so honored by McGraw. Youngs would become the second. Like Mathewson, World War I hero Eddie Grant, and eventually McGraw himself, Youngs would be honored with a plaque on the wall of the center field clubhouse at the Polo Grounds. (There would later be 3 other plaques: For New York Giants football players Al Blozis and Jack Lummus, both of whom died in combat in World War II, and former Mayor Jimmy Walker, who left office in scandal but was a great friend of the sports establishment in the City.) Decades after his death, Youngs will be elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame. Since he died before uniform numbers were worn, there is no number to retire for him.

October 22, 1929: Lev Yashin is born in Moscow. He was a goaltender for both the soccer and ice hockey teams at Dynamo Moscow. With their soccer team, he won 5 Soviet league championships and 3 Soviet Cups, and led the USSR to the 1956 Olympic Gold Medal and the 1960 European Championship -- the only major "professional" tournament won by the Soviets or any of their post-1989 breakaway nations, including Russia. In 1967, while still an active player, he was awarded the Order of Lenin. He died in 1990. In 2000, FIFA named him the goalie on their World Team of the 20th Century. In 2003, in celebration of its 50th Annviersary, UEFA named a "Golden Player" for each member nation, designating them as that country's best-ever footballer, and Yashin was posthumously so awarded for Russia.

Also on this day, Philadelphia Phillies catcher Walt Lerian is hit by a truck and killed in his native Baltimore. He was only 26.

October 22, 1936: Bobby Seale is born. The Black Panther leader, ordered bound and gagged for his outbursts during the Chicago Eight trial, went the opposite was of the A's: He left Oakland for Philadelphia, where he now teaches at Temple University, and has written a barbecue cookbook and founded a youth-outreach organization. I suppose he's been trying to show that the Black Panthers were about more than just brandishing firearms and threatening the white power structure of the 1960s.

October 22, 1938: Derek Jacobi is born in London.  He starred in the title roles in the miniseries I, Claudius and the mystery series Cadfael, was one of the voiceover readers for Ken Burns’ Baseball despite being British.

Also born on this day, in Stamford, Connecticut, is Christopher Lloyd, who watched the World Series with Jack Nicholson in One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest, played “Reverend” Jim Ignatowski on Taxi, played a Klingon ship commander who ordered the killing of James T. Kirk’s son in Star Trek III, and invented a time machine in Back to the Future, expressing in the first BTTF film how nice it would be to know who’s going to win the next 25 World Series -- and then, in the second film, warning how dangerous it might be to know things about the future and bring that information back to the past, and being proven right.

October 22, 1942, 70 years ago today: Bobby Fuller is born in Baytown, Texas, a suburb of Houston. In 1966, he had a huge hit with “I Fought the Law.” But within a few weeks, he was murdered. It has never been solved. He could have become one of the giants of rock and roll. Instead, we have only his one real hit and a few other tracks.

October 22, 1943: Catherine Fabienne Dorléac is born in Paris. “Share the fantasy,” the French actress better known as Catherine Denueve said in her Chanel No. 5 perfume commercials. She has been the object of many a fantasy. She and director Roger Vadim had a son, Christian Vadim; she and actor Marcello Mastroianni had a daughter, Chiara Mastroianni; both children, now grown, are also actors.

October 22, 1949: As I said earlier, Arsene Wenger is born, in Strasbourg, in Alsace, a region that France and Germany spent the better part of 1870 to 1945 fighting over.  He grew up in neighboring Duttlenheim, where his German father and French mother ran a bistro name La Croix d'Or (The Cross of Gold), where he would spend hours studying the behavior of the football-loving customers.  He would later say, "There is no better psychological education than growing up in a pub, because, when you are five or six years old, you meet all different people, and hear how cruel they can be to each other. From an early age, you get a practical, psychological education to get into the minds of people. It is not often that a boy of five or six is always living with adults in a little village. I learned about tactics and selection from the people talking about football in the pub – who plays on the left wing and who should be in the team."

He got an economics degree at the University of Strasbourg, and played as a sweeper with FC Strasbourg, winning the Ligue 1 title in 1979 -- but that club has since fallen all the way to the 5th tier of the French football system, roughly equivalent to baseball's "A-ball." As a manager, he led AS Monaco – keep in mind that Monaco is a separate, though very small, nation but their soccer team is in the French league – to the 1988 Ligue 1 title and the 1991 Coupe de France, and Nagoya Grampus Eight to Japan’s Emperor’s Cup in 1996. That’s when he was signed to manage the Arsenal Football Club of London.

Known as “Le Boss” for being French and "Le Professeur" for his scholarly demeanor, Wenger led “the Gunners” to the Premier League title in 1998, 2002 and 2004, and to the FA Cup, England’s national tournament, in 1998, 2002, 2003 and 2005 – taking both titles, a.k.a. “The Double,” in 1998 and 2002. The 2004 Arsenal team is known as “The Invincibles,” as they went through an entire league season undefeated: 26 wins, 12 draws, 0 losses. It is the only undefeated season in the Football League since its very first, 1889, when Preston North End did it in far fewer games. Their undefeated streak eventually reached 49, breaking the former record of 42 set by the Nottingham Forest team of Brian Clough in 1978-79.

Arsenal have infamously not won a trophy since the 2005 FA Cup, and many Arsenal fans -- forgetting how the club was not nearly as successful before Le Boss arrived -- are getting restless. But many "Gooners" are still sticking with the slogan, “Arsene Knows.” Joyeux Anniversaire, mon chef.

October 22, 1960: The New Yorker magazine publishes "Hub Fans Bid Kid Adieu," an article by 28-year-old John Updike, which chronicles Ted Williams' last game in the major leagues. The future Pulitzer Prize-winning author, among the 10,454 fans to watch the fabled game in Boston, ends the much celebrated baseball essay with, "Gods do not answer letters,” as an explanation of why the 41-year old superstar did not acknowledge the Fenway faithful after homering in his final major league at-bat.

Even if you don't like the Red Sox, you gotta read this.  It is one of the best pieces of sportswriting ever -- and it's by someone whose writing training was not in sports at all.  http://www.baseball-almanac.com/articles/hub_fans_bid_kid_adieu_article.shtml

October 22, 1963: Brian Boitano is born in Mountain View, Califorina, in the San Francisco Bay Area. He won the Gold Medal in men’s figure skating at the 1988 Winter Olympics.  Before losing his hair, he bore a striking resemblance to Bronson Pinchot, a.k.a. Balki Bartokomous on the ABC sitcom Perfect Strangers.

Also on this day, Roy Hamey resigns as Yankee general manager. Field manager Ralph Houk is promoted to replace him. He had managed 3 seasons, and won the Pennant all 3 times, including winning 2 World Series. Soon, Houk will ask the man to whom he was backup catcher, Yogi Berra, “How would you like to manage?” Yogi says, “Manage who?” Houk says, “The Yankees!” Yogi says, “Sure.”

October 22, 1964: Drazen Petrovic is born in Šibenik, in what was then the Croatia province of Yugoslavia. He starred for his national team – first the united Yugoslavia, then Croatia – medaling in 3 Olympics, and was an All-Star for the New Jersey Nets, before a car crash in Germany killed him in 1993. The Nets retired his Number 3, and he was posthumously elected to the Basketball Hall of Fame.

October 22, 1966: Valeria Golino is born in Naples, Italy. The actress has nothing do to with sports, unless you want to count her equestrian scenes in Hot Shots! So why do I mention her? Why do you think I mention her? Google her or YouTube her, and you’ll find out why I mention her!

October 22, 1972, 40 years ago today: The Oakland A's win their first World Championship in 42 years, since the 1930 Philadelphia team, with a 3-2 victory over the Cincinnati Reds in Game 7 at Riverfront Stadium. Gene Tenace has 2 RBI in the game. Tenace‚ who had only 5 homers in the regular season, had 4 in the Series‚ and is named MVP.

The Reds go on to win 2 World Series in the 1970s, and will win more games in the decade than the A’s. They win 4 Pennants and 6 Division Titles in the decade to the A’s’ 3 and 5. For these reasons, their surviving players are convinced that they, not the A’s, were the team of the decade.

However, the A’s won 3 World Series in a row, and, what’s more, in the one head-to-head matchup between the A’s and the Reds, the A’s won, winning 3 of the 4 games in Cincinnati, including the clincher, and doing so without their best player, Reggie Jackson. So there can be no doubt that the A’s were the Team of the Seventies. And, besides, neither team was the one that won the most games in the decade: It was the Baltimore Orioles who did that, while winning 5 Division Titles and 3 Pennants, but only 1 World Series.

October 22, 1973: Ichiro Suzuki is born in Kasugai, Aichi Prefecture, outside Nagoya, Japan. The first Japanese batter to really make it in the North American major leagues, the man who did so much this season to get the Yankees into the Playoffs -- maybe we shouldn't thank him for that -- may become the first player to make it to the Baseball Hall of Fame based on both his Japanese and his North American achievements.

He has won 8 Gold Gloves, and his 1,278 hits for the Orix Blue Wave and his 2,606 hits with the Seattle Mariners and the Yankees gives him 3,884. This includes 262 hits in 2004, which broke the 84-year-old major league record of 257 by George Sisler. Granted, those 1,278 Japanese hits weren’t all against pitchers good enough to make it in MLB, but if the Japanese leagues are accepted as “major league,” then his 3,884 hits would rank him 3rd all-time, trailing only Pete Rose and Ty Cobb, and 1st in the Divisional Play Era, ahead of Paul Molitor and, yes, even Derek Jeter.

October 22, 1974: The Giants and Yankees swap popular star outfielders: Bobby Bonds goes to New York, and Bobby Murcer heads to San Francisco. Bonds will play just one season in New York‚ 1975, hitting 32 homers and stealing 32 bases‚ becoming the Yankees' first-ever member of "the 30-30 Club." But leg injuries prevented him from doing more that season. He never quite adapted to New York, and after the season, he is traded to the California Angels for outfielder Mickey Rivers and pitcher Ed Figueroa, two major figures in the Yankees’ revival. Today, Bonds is known third for his amazing combination of power and speed, second for being traded so many times, and first for being the father of Barry Bonds. That really isn’t fair, as Bobby was a fantastic player, one of the best of the 1970s.

As for Murcer, he loved the city of San Francisco, but hated playing in cold, windy Candlestick Park, both as a batter and as an outfielder. He would be traded to the Chicago Cubs in 1977, and he enjoyed Wrigley Field a lot more. (Sure, Wrigley also has wind issues, but it is also much more of a hitter’s park.) Still, Murcer was heartbroken to be traded by the Yankees, to whom he had given as much as anybody could in those dark years between 1964 and 1976, and swore he would never forgive them for trading him. But in 1979, George Steinbrenner traded to get him back, and Bobby jumped at the chance, and he remained a part of the Yankee family until his death.

October 22, 1975: Just 20 hours after Carlton Fisk's home run finished what some still call the greatest baseball game ever played, the Cincinnati Reds and Boston Red Sox have to play Game 7 of the World Series at Fenway Park, to decide the championship of the baseball world.

Before the game, Reds manager Sparky Anderson says of his starter, Don Gullett, “No matter what happens in this game, my starter’s going to the Hall of Fame.” Told by the reporters that Anderson had said that, Red Sox starter Bill Lee says, “No matter what happens in this game, I’m going to the Eliot Lounge.” The Eliot was a popular Boston watering hole, at the convenient intersection of Massachusetts and Commonwealth Avenues, known for local athletes dining and drinking there. But since its closing in 1996, people who knew it well have argued that it was not a “sports bar,” as if that term diminishes what the Eliot meant to the sports fans of Boston.

The Sox take a 3-0 lead in the 3rd, just as they had in Game 6. And, just as they had in Game 6, as they would say in English soccer, “Three-nil, and you fucked it up.” Lee decided to try a blooper pitch against All-Star 1st baseman Tony Perez, and he crushes it, sending it well over the Green Monster. That makes it 3-2 Boston. Lee allows another run – some sources say he’d developed a blister, or maybe I’m confusing this with Roger Clemens in ’86 – and the game is tied.

Jim Willoughby finishes up the 7th and also pitches the 8th for Boston, but in the 9th, Sox manager Darrell Johnson pinch-hits Cecil Cooper for Willoughby. Johnson brings in Jim Burton to pitch, and Burton allows two runners, and Joe Morgan singles up the middle to bring home Ken Griffey Sr. to make it 4-3 Cincinnati.  Will McEnaney stares down Carl Yastrzemski with one out to go, and Yaz flies out to center fielder Cesar Geronimo to end it.

The Reds thus win their 3rd World Series, but their first in 35 years. The Red Sox have now gone 57 years without winning one, and New England will have to wait.

Many Sox fans wonder what could have been: If Johnson hadn’t brought in Dick Drago and blown Lee’s 2-1 lead in the 9th in Game 2; if Ed Armbrister hadn’t interfered with Carlton Fisk in Game 3; if umpire Larry Barnett had called interference on that play; if the Sox hadn’t blown a 1-0 lead in the 4th in Game 5; if Lee hadn’t thrown the blooper to Perez; if Johnson hadn’t pinch-hit for Willoughby; if Johnson had relieved Willoughby with someone other than Burton; and if rookie outfielder Jim Rice hadn’t been injured late in the regular season, rendering him unavailable for the Series...

This Series has been regarded as one of the best ever, maybe the best. For the Red Sox, Yastrzemski, Fisk and Rice have been elected to the Hall of Fame, and some people think Luis Tiant should also be elected. For the Reds, Anderson, Morgan, Perez and Johnny Bench have been elected, and Pete Rose, named MVP of this Series, would have been elected to the Hall if he hadn’t been caught betting on baseball. However, despite Anderson’s prediction, his Game 7 starter, Don Gullett, developed a shoulder problem, and a promising career was cut short, and he did not achieve election to the Hall.

October 22, 1982, 30 years ago today: Robinson Jose Cano is born in San Pedro de Macoris, in the Dominican Republic. The Yankees’ 2nd baseman was named after Jackie Robinson, and wears Number 24 as it is Robinson’s 42 reversed.  He has really come into his own in regular-season play, although his postseason hitting leaves much to be desired.

Also born on this day is Earl Heath Miller Jr., in Richlands, Virginia.  The tight end for the Pittsburgh Steelers, Heath Miller is the winner of 2 Super Bowl rings thus far.

October 22, 1986: Game 4 of the World Series at Fenway Park. Gary Carter hits two home runs, and the Mets beat the Red Sox, 6-2. The Series is tied, and those trash-talking Met fans get their confidence back.

October 22, 1991: For the first time, a World Series game is played in a place that used to be part of the Confederate States of America. Game 3 is held at Atlanta-Fulton County Stadium, and Mark Lemke’s 2-out single in the bottom of the 12th gives the Braves a 5-4 win over the Minnesota Twins.

October 22, 1992, 20 years ago today: Walter Lanier Barber, the Voice of Baseball, dies from complications from surgery. The Old Redhead was 84. Since then, he has watched games from the real "catbird seat."

October 22, 1996: The Yankees get a desperately-needed win in Game 3 of the World Series in Atlanta, 5-2 over the Braves, behind the gutsy pitching of David Cone. John Wetteland gets the save as Bernie Williams drives in 3 runs.

October 22, 1997: With the Jacobs Field game-time temperature hovering at 35 degrees, the coldest start of any postseason game on record, the Cleveland Indians' bats come out smoking in Game 4 of the World Series, scoring 3 runs in the 1st and another 3 in the 3rd. Highlights of their 10-3 rout of the Florida Marlins include Tribe 3rd baseman Matt Williams reaching base six times and the match-up of 2 rookie starters on the mound, 21-year-old right-hander Jaret Wright for Cleveland and 23-year-old southpaw Tony Saunders for Florida, making it only the 6th time that freshman hurlers have opposed one another in the history of the Fall Classic.

October 22, 2000: Game 2 of the Subway Series is one of the most bizarre contests in baseball history. In the top of the first, with 2 out and a man on, Mike Piazza bats for the Mets against Roger Clemens of the Yankees. Piazza had hit some long home runs off Clemens, and in July, in an Interleague game also at Yankee Stadium, Clemens had nailed Piazza on the helmet with a fastball, giving him a concussion.

This time, Piazza hits a foul ball, and breaks his bat. The barrel of the bat comes back to Clemens, and... he throws the jagged-edged bat barrel across the first-base foul line. Right in Piazza’s path, and Piazza almost steps into it.

We may never know what was going on in the head of the Rocket, but what’s going on in the head of Piazza is rage. He thinks Clemens was throwing the sharp object at him. Piazza moves toward Clemens and both benches empty. Piazza is furious. For one of the few times in his career, there’s an on-field controversy and Clemens is not the most insane man involved.

The umpires restore order, and Clemens finishes the at-bat by striking Piazza out. He pitches 8 strong innings, and the Yankees pound Mike Hampton, and take a 6-0 lead into the 9th. But the bullpen can’t hold it, and the Mets come to within 6-5, including home runs by Piazza (the first-ever World Series homer for “the greatest-hitting catcher ever”) and Jay Payton, before Joe Torre has enough and brings in the Hammer of God, Mariano Rivera, to slam the door and keep it 6-5. The Yankees take a 2-games-to-0 lead in the Series, which now heads across town to Shea.

Clemens will be fined $50,000 for his what-the-hell moment. But Met fans have never gotten this into their thick skulls: Clemens was not throwing the bat at Piazza. If there’s one thing that Roger Clemens made perfectly clear in his playing career, it’s this: If he wants to throw something at someone with the intention of hitting him, that person will get hit. If he wanted to throw the bat at Piazza, that bat would have hit Piazza.

And now, the question needs to be asked: Which of these men was on steroids, warping their perceptions of what was happening? Was it Clemens? Was it Piazza? Was it both? Until either man, or both men, decide to change their stories, we may never know for sure.

Almost lost in the craziness of this game is that fact that, a few hours earlier, Corey Dillon of the Cincinnati Bengals rushes for 278 yards against the Denver Broncos, breaking Walter Payton’s single-game record of 275, set in 1977. The Bengals had been 0-6, but win this one, 31-21. They win the next week, too, beating their arch-rivals, the Cleveland Browns. But they fall apart, finishing 4-12. Dillon’s record has been surpassed by Jamal Lewis and Adrian Peterson.

October 22, 2002, 10 years ago: Renel Brooks-Moon becomes the first woman to be the public address announcer at a finals game in any major league sport, in Game 3 of the World Series at Pacific Bell Park (now AT*T Park) in San Francisco. Her predecessor with the Giants, Sherry Davis, had been the first female P.A. announcer in Major League Baseball. She was not the first female, nor the first black, P.A. announcer in the major leagues, but was one of the first of each.

She can't be happy with the result of this game, as the host Giants are pounded 10-4 by the Anaheim Angels.  This was the first World Series game played in San Francisco since the earthquake-interrupted Series of 1989 ended in Game 4 at Candlestick Park.

Born across the Bay in Oakland, Brooks-Moon remains the Giants' P.A. announcer, and has long been a disc jockey at San Francisco radio station 98.1 KISS-FM and and the entertainment reporter for KPIX, Channel 5, the CBS affiliate in the Bay Area.  She has now announced for a World Championship team, the 2010 Giants -- and the Giants are now 1 win away from getting into a 3rd World Series with her at their microphone.


October 22, 2003: Game 4 of the World Series at the Dolphins/Marlins Stadium. I’ve seen the location listed as “Miami,” “Miami Gardens,” “Miami Lakes,” “Carol City” and “Opa-Locka.” Just as the stadium itself has gone through several names: Joe Robbie Stadium, Pro Player Stadium, Dolphin Stadium, Land Shark Stadium, and, currently, Sun Life Stadium.

The Florida Marlins lead the Yankees 3-1 after 7 innings, but as he strikes out Luis Castillo (a name that will feature in the Yankees-Mets rivalry in 2009) to end the 7th, Roger Clemens walks off the mound, and a crowd of 65,934 gives him a standing ovation, thinking that the 41-year-old legendary fireballer is walking off the field as an active player for the last time.  (Within weeks, this will prove to have been greatly exaggerated.) Marlins starter Carl Pavano holds the Yankees to 1 run through 8 strong innings.  Like Clemens' retirement, Pavano's frustration of Yankee Fans is happening for the first time, but by no means for the last.

The Yankees rally in the 9th against reliever Ugueth Urbina, whose own post-baseball career will be incredibly troubled. Bernie Williams singles with one out, Hideki Matsui walks and Jorge Posada grounds into a force play. Pinch-hitter Rubén Sierra fouls off two full-count pitches before tripling into the right-field corner to tie the ball game. This is Sierra’s 2nd tenure with the Yanks, having made up with manager Joe Torre after Torre had him traded for Cecil Fielder in ’96 due to disciplinary issues; this is the biggest hit Sierra ever got for the Yankees – or for anyone else, for that matter. But he is stranded on 3rd.

No matter, as the momentum seems to have shifted to the Yankees, and if they can win the game in extra innings, they will take a 3-games-to-1 lead and can clinch their 27th World Championship tomorrow night over a Marlins team that really was unworthy of being there. (This unworthiness is almost certain now that nearly everybody suspects Ivan Rodriguez of steroid use.)

The Yankees threaten to score in the top of the 11th when they load the bases with one out off Chad Fox. Braden Looper relieves and strikes out Aaron Boone, and replacement catcher John Flaherty pops out to third. (Yes, the same John Flaherty who has since parlayed one big hit, against the Red Sox in 2004, into a career as a mediocre broadcaster. At least he had one big hit, which is more than the similar Fran Healy ever got.) Still, the Yankees have the chance to win this game.

But in the bottom of the 11th, Torre makes a mistake every bit as critical as the stranding of Sierra on 3rd in the 9th. He had already used Jeff Nelson, and Jose Contreras, originally a starter, had already pitched 2 innings. Torre could have left Contreras in. He could have brought in his closer, Mariano Rivera. He could also have brought in Chris Hammond.  Instead, he brings in Jeff Weaver, who gets through the 11th with no trouble, but Alex Gonzalez leads of the bottom of the 12th, and Weaver throws him a hanging curveball, and Gonzalez hits it down the left-field line, and it creeps over the fence for a game-winning home run. Marlins 4, Yankees 3.

Not since Bill Mazeroski, 43 years earlier, had the Yankees given up a walkoff home run in a Series game. By bringing in Weaver – or, as Red Sox fans would say if this happened to them, Jeff Fucking Weaver – Torre turned the Yankees from a team that was 1 run away from being up 3 games to 1 to a team that ends up losing the World Series to a shit team with a steroid-ridden catcher that was lucky to win the Wild Card and face the Cubs during the Steve Bartman collapse.

In 2006, the St. Louis Cardinals won the World Series. The winning pitcher in the clinching Game 5? J.F.W.  He last pitched in the majors for the Los Angeles Dodgers in 2010, although his brother Jered has been an All-Star with the Anaheim Angels. Jeff's career record is a mediocre 104-119, with an ERA of 4.71, an ERA+ of 93 and a WHIP of 1.367.  But he has a World Series ring, while Ty Cobb, Nap Lajoie, George Sisler, Ted Williams, Richie Ashburn, Robin Roberts, Ernie Banks, Harmon Killebrew, Willie McCovey, Carl Yastrzemski, Phil Niekro, Rod Carew, Don Mattingly, Tony Gwnn, Ken Griffey Jr. and Jeff Bagwell do not.  I demand an explanation for this bullshit!

October 22, 2005: For the first time in 46 years, a World Series game is played in the City of Chicago. The White Sox take Game 1 with a 5-3 victory over the Astros at U.S. Cellular Field. Yankee castoff Jose Contreras gets the win for Chicago‚ and Joe Crede homers and makes a pair of great defensive plays in the field. Jermaine Dye also homers for Chicago while Mike Lamb connects for Houston. Contreras hits 3 batters in the game to tie a Series record set by Bruce Kison.

October 22, 2006: The Detroit Tigers even the Series with a 3-1 win over the St. Louis Cardinals, behind the rather mysteriously rejuvenated Kenny Rogers. Craig Monroe homers for Detroit, and Carlos Guillen gets 3 hits. This remains, for the moment, the only World Series game won by the Tigers in the last quarter of a century.

It is also the first time that a father-and-son combination have appeared in a World Series game as a player for the same franchise. Scott Speizio, the Cardinals' current 2nd baseman, and his father, Ed, a 3rd baseman for the club in the 1967 and '68, both played (and won) in the Fall Classic with the Cards. Scott had already won a ring with the '02 Angels, thanks in part to his home run that sparked their big Game 6 comeback. And Ed had hit the first home run in San Diego Padres history in 1969.

October 22, 2010: The Texas Rangers win their first Pennant.  Unfortunately, they beat the Yankees to do it, winning Game 6 of the American League Championship Series.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

How's That 2011 Red Sox vs. 1927 Yankees Comparison Workin' For Ya?

Lou Gehrig, Babe Ruth, Tony Lazzeri,
of the 1927 World Champion New York Yankees

Eric Ortiz (presumably no relation to the Red Sox' big fat lying cheating bastard David "Big Papi" Ortiz), NESN.com (New England Sports Network), January 2, 2011:

The Red Sox have won 100 or more games three times in their 110-year existence.

They will make it four in 2011.


In fact, the Red Sox have won 88 games, with 8 still to play. If they maintain their current winning percentage, they will win 93. A good total, to be sure, but not 100. Even if they win all their remaining games, they will have won 98, and will win at least the American League's Wild Card, but that still might not be enough to win the AL Eastern Division, as the Yankees have already won 92.

Eric Ortiz continues:

But this team has the potential to accomplish something even bigger than winning 100 games... 100 wins doesn’t just appear plausible. It seems downright inevitable. So does a date with history.

The Red Sox have no intention of suffering a similar fate. The way they are constructed, they could surpass the 116-win mark, but nothing less than a World Series title will make Boston happy.

The 2011 Red Sox possess all the pieces to have a season for the ages. If everything falls into place and the breaks go their way, they could do more than set records and become champions. They could do more than take their place on Immortality Peak and end up being mentioned in the same sentence as legendary clubs of the past: the 1929 A’s, the epic Yankees teams of the ‘30s, the 1970 Orioles, the 1976 Reds.

The 2011 Red Sox could accomplish a feat that has never been done. They could unseat the 1927 Yankees as the greatest major league team of all time.

That would be something to celebrate.


Really.
Babe Ruth demands an explanation for this bullshit.

*

Then there's what Mike Lupica -- New Hampshire native, Boston College graduate, Red Sox fan, and New York Daily News columnist, wrote this past Sunday, September 18, 2011:

Of all the injuries in the American League East, the one that made the most difference - and maybe all the difference for the Red Sox - was the one that lost them Clay Buchholz for the second half of the season.

It's more important than A-Rod, more important than Phil Hughes being gone from the Yankees as long as he was.

If Buchholz is healthy, I believe the Red Sox win the East easily, instead of fighting to the finish for a wild card the way they do.


Really.

John Lackey is 12-12, with an ERA of 6.49 and a WHIP of 1.630. Tim Wakefield is 7-7, with an ERA of 5.08 and a WHIP of 1.327.  Admittedly, Wakefield is 45 years old, and shouldn't be able to pitch like a 30-year-old ace. But the fact that a 45-year-old knuckleballer, who debuted in the major league when George Bush the father was President, is in your rotation suggests you've got problems. (In 1985, Ron Guidry was the Yankees' ace, winning 22. Phil Niekro won 16, but he was a 46-year-old knuckleballer, and shouldn't have been the Yankees' Number 2 pitcher.)

Before he got hurt, Buchholz was pitching very well. But suppose he was available. He couldn't take the place of Lackey and Wakefield, could he? Not unless the Red Sox want to go back to the days when men were men, and pitched every 4th day, instead of every 5.

The bottom line is that the Yankees have had A.J. Burnett pitch poorly again, and 3 major come-back-from-injury question marks in Bartolo Colon, Freddy Garcia and Phil Hughes, and a then-unknown quantity in Ivan Nova.

And the Yankees have won 92 games, with 10 to play, and are 5 games ahead of the Red Sox, 6 in the loss column.

No one was saying the 2011 Yankees were going to approach the 1927, or 1936, or 1941, or 1953, or 1961, or 1998, or even 1978 Yankees. But they've already won 92, which is as many as the 1996 World Champion Yankees won in the regular season.

So Lupica is saying that one injury is the reason the Red Sox aren't beating the Yankees over the course of 152, soon to be 162, games?

Hey, Lupica:
Bucky Dent demands an explanation for this bullshit.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Mike Lupica vs. Jabba the Guv

Yesterday -- I can't seem to find a link to it -- New York Daily News columnist Mike Lupica proves that, while he's often wrong about sports, he is completely right (that is, correct, not right-wing) about politics.

He called Chris Christie, New Jersey's Blob-in-Chief, "Ralph Kramden." The blustery, blubbery Brooklyn bus driver from The Honeymooners.

Calling Chris Christie "Ralph Kramden" is a terrible insult. To Honeymooners fans.

Ralph was poor, and Christie hates the poor. Ralph was an urban guy, and Christie hates the cities. He thinks they're a drain on rich people's fortunes and that they don't pay enough taxes. He's one of those "Fuck 'em, they don't vote for us anyway" guys -- the kind I wish Democrats would be more often!

Chris Christie is not Ralph Kramden. Ralph had a conscience. He realized he made mistakes, and he was ashamed of them. Christie, Jabba the Guv, has no shame, doesn't care who he hurts, and has far more "crazy harebrained schemes" than Ralphie Boy ever did.

I'd threaten to send Christie to the Moon, but there ain't a rocket in this country with enough thrust to send him to the Moon!

As Ralph's pal Ed Norton would say, there's only one place Christie belongs: The sewer! Which is what New Jersey will be if we don't kick him out in 2013!

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Crazy 8th in Anaheim

Forget yesterday's date of 8-08-08, today was a real "Crazy 8" for the Yankees. Or, should I say, against them.

Needing an emergency start against the Angels, the best team in baseball right now, on the road, the Yankees looked to a 31-year-old rookie, Dan Giese (rhymes with ice), on his home field: He grew up right outside Anaheim and was an Angels fan.

He pitches not just like he grew up in those stands, but like he was born to stand on that mound. He throws 5 innings of 2-hit shutout ball for the Yankees. He allows a monstrous home run in the 6th, but leaves with a 2-1 lead thanks to back-to-back homers from Alex Rodriguez and Jason Giambi. The Yanks take a 3-1 lead in the 7th, and it looks like Giese has the biggest win of his brief career. Rarely has a starting pitcher provided such "relief."

If this was England's football Premier League, the Angel fans would be singing, "Two-nil, and you f---ed it up! Two-nil, and you f---ed it up! Two-nil, and... " and so on.

The Angels scored a run in the 7th to make it 3-2, and in the 8th...

Please, Lord, make it stop, make it stop...

They scored 7 runs before the Yankees even got an out. Final score, Angels 10, Yanks 4. You do not want to waste a good starting pitching performance like that.

This, after a 10-5 loss last night. Oy gevalt.

Now eight games behind Tampa for the Division lead -- with seven weeks to go. That means we could average gaining a game every week and it wouldn't be enough. This might be it, the first full season since 1993 that the Yankees don't see October except on TV.

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Just 23 days to Rutgers football. Five weeks to EBHS football. Two months to hockey. Aside from Rutgers' bowl-game wins in the 2 preceding seasons and a rare Thanksgiving victory for EB, I haven't had much to root for since the Devils' Playoff sweep of the Rangers in '06 -- which the Rangers (who suck) avenged this spring (which really sucks). And I don't think anything the Olympics could provide will help. I need something!

(Is this why I'm getting interested in the Premiership? Am I that desperate?)

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But then I read Mike Lupica in the Daily News, bashing the Yankees as usual, asking why Brian Cashman didn't trade some combination of Melky Cabrera, Philip Hughes, Ian Kennedy (last night's hopeless starter) and maybe someone else for The Great Johan Santana.

Excuse me, Lip, but the Mets did not pay all that dough for Santana so that he could be 9-7 on August 9 and they could be in 2nd place, lower than they were last year at this point -- and you know what happened last year!

At lest he gives credit to Joe Girardi for keeping the Yankees from going completely off the rails. I mean, let's face it, after all the injuries and all the A-Rodrama, should the Yankees be 3 games out of the Wild Card? No, they should be way back, around .500 or so. Instead, they are still very much in the Playoff race -- though I wish the Tampa Bay Deviled Eggs would go back to being the fraud I said they were last month. Don't they know they don't belong in 1st place?

Maybe it's time for Hank Steinbrenner to give the team a verbal jumpstart. It's worked a couple of times already this season.

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Lupica also mentioned Don Imus in his Sunday "Shooting From the Lip" column, as he usually does. Look, plenty of pieces of scum throughout history have given to charity in between instances of proving that they're scum, so don't tell me that the guy runs a ranch for kids with cancer, all right? It doesn't excuse 40 years of bigoted bullying on the radio.

You want to nominate him for sainthood? Fine. Just remember that he's got to get to heaven first, and a guy who's pulled the crap he's pulled -- and, for the most part, has gotten away with -- isn't going to be selected in the first round of heaven's draft.

Then again, the way Brett Favre and the Packers were both acting these past 2 weeks, maybe there's a spot open.

Of course, if patience really is a virtue, maybe we can start weaving Aaron Rodgers' wings.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Doctor Jekyll and Mister Lupica

Mike Lupica is the Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde of sportswriting.

The New York Daily News columnist writes things that are sometimes brilliant, sometimes moving. Other times, he writes things that run from puzzling to infuriating.

Sometimes he ventures into politics, ripping George W. Bush and the horses' asses he rode in on. And I think, "Lupica, how can you be so right on politics and so wrong about baseball?

Lupica grew up in Nashua, New Hampshire, very much in New England. He went to Boston College. He is a Red Sox fan. He hates the Yankees. As such, he tends to favor the Sox, and the other team that Yankee Fans hate, the Mets as much as he can. He does nothing to hide those facts: He is blatant, and he is unrepentant.

But when he writes that Pedro Martinez is not just a great pitcher but a great man, he ignores that Martinez threw a 72-year-old man to the ground by his head, and has thrown at plenty of batters' heads.

When he writes that Jose Reyes is a better shortstop than Derek Jeter, he ignores the fact that Reyes has flopped in the clutch, both at bat and in the field. Reyes, if he is as good as Lupica and other Mutts fans think he is, should be the kind of player who leads a team to a Pennant. He's had 2 very good chances, and hasn't done it, not even once. Jeter has won 6.

When he writes that David Wright, the Met 3rd baseman, is better than Alex Rodriguez, he neglects to mention that, as bad as A-Rod has been in clutch situations, Wright has been just as disappointing.

When he wrote that Mike Piazza was the best-hitting catcher in baseball history (as many others have), he ignored the high-hitting era in which that Piazza played his entire career, but also the performances of Bill Dickey, Yogi Berra, Roy Campanella and Thurman Munson -- and that's just among New York catchers. To say nothing of Mickey Cochrane, Gabby Hartnett, Ernie Lombardi and Johnny Bench. And in the 2000 World Series, who was the New York catcher who came through and helped his team win the World Series? It was not Mike Piazza. It was Jorge Posada.

OK, so maybe you're a Met fan and disagree with that. Fair enough: You're entitled to your opinion, no matter what I might think of it.

But when Lupica writes that the Yankees have the highest payroll in baseball and haven't won the World Series in 8 years, he hopes you won't notice that the Mets have the highest payroll in the National League, and that they haven't won the World Series in 22 years.

I've often said, although I said it much more often before October 20, 2004, when it was fans of the Boston Red Sox making a point of it more than anyone else, even Met fans -- and they were already spending more than anyone, except the Yankees but including the Mets -- a reflection of Dr. Samuel Johnson's statement that patriotism is the last refuge of a scoundrel: "Yankee payroll" is the last refuge of a sore loser.

In the June 15, 2008 edition of "Shooting From the Lip," Lupica writes this:

When you're spending $200 million on baseball players, you're sort of not supposed to need a weak wild-card field to make the Playoffs.

An understandable statement.

Except the Mets have a payroll of $140 million.

In 2006, the Mets lost the Pennant to the St. Louis Cardinals, who won just 83 games in the regular season, the fewest wins of any major league Pennant winner (in a non-strike year) since the 1973... Mets.

In 2007, the Philadelphia Phillies won 89 games. And the Mets couldn't win the N.L. East. The Colorado Rockies won 90. The San Diego Padres won 89. And the Mets couldn't win the N.L. Wild Card.

Meanwhile, the Yankees won 94 games, more than any N.L. team. In fact, all 4 A.L. Playoff teams -- the Yankees, the Red Sox, the Cleveland Indians and the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim -- had a better record than the M-E-T-S Mets of New York Town.

As of right now -- and I admit that I haven't seen reports from all the June 15 games -- the Yankees are 6 games out of 1st place, 5 behind the Red Sox in the AILC (the All-Important Loss Column). The current A.L. Wild Card leader is the Tampa Bay Rays (who are already returning to Earth). The Yankees are 4 1/2 games behind them, also 5 in the loss column. Every team in the A.L. East is at least .500. There are currently 7 teams within legitimate range of the A.L. Wild Card.

The Mets are 7 games behind the Phillies in the N.L. East, but also 5 games behind in the loss column. The N.L. Wild Card leader is the Cardinals, who have the same record as the Phils, so the Mets are 7 back, 5 in the loss column. There are 5 teams within legitimate range of the N.L. Wild Card.

Which League has a weak wild-card field? In my opinion, neither one.

But the Yankees have now won 4 straight, and are 4 games over .500, and are over .500 both at home and on the road. The Mets are 2 games under .500. The Yanks now look like they've straightened things out, and can make a run at the Playoffs.

The Mets? Their fans are again screaming for "Witless Willie" to be fired. As if it was Randolph's fault that so many Mets have gotten hurt and the replacements, both acquisitions from other teams and call-ups from the farm systems, haven't gotten the job done.

Look, I don't know whose fault it is: Randolph, general manager Omar Minaya, owners Fred and Jeff Wilpon, the coaches, the players, dumb luck, or (as I've suggested, sometimes with humor, sometimes with malice) the Curse of Kevin Mitchell.

In this particular case, it doesn't matter whose fault it is that the Mets are afflicted with an acute, worsening case of SUJ -- that's "Stinking Up the Joint."

What matters in this case is that Mike Lupica is calling the Yankees out for spending so much money and looking like they won't make the Playoffs.

But, every year since 1995, the Yankees have made the Playoffs.

Since 1988, 19 seasons and counting, the Mets have made the Playoffs 3 times, won just 1 Pennant, and haven't pulled ticker-tape out of their hair since, well, what they used in place of ticker-tape was still ticker-tape.

The Yankees and the Mets are the richest teams in their respective leagues. They are going to make money.

It's not how much you spend, it's what you get for your money.

The Yankees keep finding ways to get bang for their buck.

The Mets keep crying all the way to the bank.

The Mets are still New York's Number 2 team -- and not just because they stink. It's for several reasons, but the biggest is performance. The Yankees spend $200 million and make the Playoffs -- and should do more, but they do give themselves a chance to try. The Mets spend $140 million and let their fans down every time.

Lupica would do well to remember that.