February 2006 - Posts

Won't you help me understand

CNNSI.com unleashed its season preview today, and I couldn't say many bad things about the Athlon-authored Sox preview.  Usually I'm a little skeptical of the mass-produced preview mags because while they're a good overview source, sometimes they rely too much on public perception instead of actual digging.  This time, the compilers did their homework for the most part.

Yet I have a few lingering questions, and only because of what was said in this piece, but in several others as well over the past year.  I just can't come to the same conclusion.  Here are three that this particular piece sparked:

1) Scott Podsednik as a run-monger. 

Athlon sez: As the leadoff man in this lineup, left fielder Scott Podsednik should be able to score 100 runs if not challenge for the league lead.

I sez:  I'd be thrilled if he even scored 100 times. 

He's done that only once in his career -- his rookie season in Milwaukee, and he scored exactly 100.  Then he tailed off to 85, then scored only 80 times in 2005 (albeit in only 129 games).  He was 31st in the league last year, scoring only one more run than Toronto's Eric Hinske, who the Blue Jays have been desparately trying to move.

A lot of things have to go right for Pods to break the century mark.  He has to maintain his OBP, which rebounded to a respectable level last year.  He also has to hit the ball with a little more authority and get to second or third base without having to steal them.  And, of course, he has to stay healthy, and he's coming off a season in which he was riddled with groin injuries and a sports hernia.  None of those can be taken for granted. 

2) Josh Fields as a viable major leaguer.

Athlon sez:  Third baseman Joe Crede raised his game in October, delivering clutch hits and game-saving plays in the field, but could follow close friend Aaron Rowand out of town if he does not become a more consistent hitter; Crede's salary is climbing, and prospect Josh Fields is a level away in Triple A.

I sez:  Why is anybody excited about Fields?

In Double-A Birmingham, Fields struck out 142 times in 134 games.  He also only posted a .409 slugging percentage, though Birmingham is one of the worst hitters' parks in the minors.  If he posts something nearly that low in Charlotte, yikes.

His strikeout rates are even with Joe Borchard's, another college quarterback-turned-whiffer who has disappointed in the majors.  Crede, the man who Fields would supposedly replace, struck out far less in his first full year in AA while walking at the same rate and slugging nearly 100 points higher -- and he's nobody's idea of a patient hitter. Crede also won a Southern League MVP while in Birmingham, something Fields can't claim.

He's at least one year away from contributing anything in the majors, though I use "contributions" loosely.  He'll have to greatly redefine his game in order for the Sox to make plans for him.  Minor league guru John Sickels gave him a "C" in his Sox minor league preview posted today, and I'd agree.  There's talk about locking Crede up for a few years, and his situation is similar to A.J. Pierzynski's.  Ideally you wouldn't want these guys for more than a year at a time, but at least they won't be blocking anybody.

What's depressing is that he just might be the second-best Josh Fields in the system, behind the reliever with the same name in Triple-A.  If I weren't the best player in the system with my name, I think that'd be enough to make me look for another job.

3) Neal Cotts as a starter.

Athlon sez:  Setup men Neal Cotts and Cliff Politte are unusually reliable, with the 26-year-old Cotts possessing enough ability to move into the rotation in future seasons.

I sez:  He's gonna need a bigger pitch selection.

Neal Cotts has two pitches, which last year were two very good pitches -- a low-90s fastball with movement and a changeup that benefits from his deceptive motion.  It's a little scary that his repertoire is the same as mine was in Babe Ruth League, although my fastball was about 25 mph slower. 

There aren't a lot of major-league pitchers who only have two pitches.  There are some who could get away with only two pitches, and I think Pedro Martinez is the only one who could get away with only fastballs and changes.  I think with what Cotts has, he'd benefit most from short stints, where hitters don't have a lot of time to adjust to the change in speeds and his hiding of the ball.  If he were thrust into a situation in which hitters would get multiple cracks at him, we'd be praying to get a league-average 175 innings in a season. 

Fortunately the Sox already have five starters locked through 2007, so it's an experiment that won't take place anytime soon.

Setting an example

You gotta love Buck O'Neil.  At a time where we're trying to unwrap who's right and who's wrong between Frank Thomas and Kenny Williams, O'Neil comes in and shows how to handle things when they don't go your way.

O'Neil failed to get inducted into the Hall during the special Negro Leagues ballot, and it'll probably be the last time the 94-year-old gets a chance to join the 35 other Negro Leaguers whose legacies he helped to promote in Cooperstown, at least during his lifetime.  His numbers aren't HOF material, but the work he's done to keep the spirit of black baseball alive should be more than enough.  The committee of 12 didn't agree, and I'm sure they have their reasons.

And O'Neil knows they have their reasons too, and accepts them without resentment.  I'd post certain quotes from this post-election article about him, but I don't want to separate them from their context. 

Okay, I'll post one, but please read the whole thing:
"You think about this.  Here I am, the grandson of a slave. And here the whole world was excited about whether I was going into the Hall of Fame or not. We've come a long ways. Before, we never even thought about anything like that. America, you've really grown and you're still growing.''

Girls, girls -- you're *both* pretty!

The verbal warfare between Kenny Williams and Frank Thomas has produced no winners yet, and due to the nature of the argument and the conduct of its participants, probably won’t.  Even now that it's supposedly over and done with (for now), no one position has been vindicated.

Frank, who re-ignited the controversy with his interview with the Daily Southtown’s Phil Arvia (way to stay relevant, Southtown!), appears out of touch with his current skill set.  Kenny, who fired back to reporters in Arizona in a diatribe stuffed with expletives, failed to heed the No. 1 rule of marketing.

Namely, if you’re the market leader, you shouldn’t mention the competition, no matter how the competition frames you.  Think Bud Light vs. Miller Lite. I know, both are miserable drinking experiences, but work with me here.  

Bud Light is No. 1 (tastes like it, too), Miller Lite is No. 2.  Miller nips at Bud Light’s heels all the time with the taste infraction commercials, the “I can’t taste my beer” ads, so on and so forth.  Bud Light rarely responds, because doing so would give the impression that there is some validity to the trailer’s claims.

It works in baseball, too.  The Sox had that string of “Sox Pride” commercials that took jabs at the Cubs organization, but the Cubs still had no problems outdrawing them.  That may not be the case anymore, but the point still stands.

Getting back to the topic at hand, Kenny is the market leader in this argument – the Chicago media by and large agrees that the Big Hurt is a petulant jerk, and Kenny’s a bold, brash GM with street smarts and a heart of gold.  Every time Frank complains about the way he was treated, it makes Kenny look better because he’s not stooping down to mudslinging.

Until now, evidently.  He could've let Frank bury himself with his own whining, but Kenny couldn't resist grabbing a shovel to speed up the process.  Except that now he seems to have dug a hole for himself.

I didn’t see anything malicious in Frank’s interview, just the jilted teenage girl tone we all know and cringe at and the too-healthy self-image (his prime officially ended after 2000).  Meanwhile, Kenny blew him out of the water with words like “idiot,” “selfish,” and capping it off with: "We don't miss his attitude. We don't miss the whining. We don't miss it. Good riddance. See you later."  He brought a bazooka to Frank’s Nerf Ballzooka, and he’s probably worse off for it.

The easy-to-rile tandem of Kenny and Ozzie Guillen have officially kicked Thomas, Magglio Ordonez and Carlos Lee on their ways out the door, and Jon Rauch and Damaso Marte before they left.  Winning the World Series made those irrelevant, but it would’ve been nice to see Kenny reinvent that side of Sox business as much as he reinvented the team into winners.  After all, Carlton Fisk, Joey Cora and Ozzie didn’t appreciate the way their departures were handled, either.

You know the joke about the Iraq invasion being a really bad idea if Germany doesn’t even want to go to war?  I’m getting the same feeling about Ozzie’s reticence in discussing the Frank matter – not just in this case, but since the fallout started.  

His quote -- "He never mentioned my name and if you don't mention my name, I try to stay away from every part of the conversation” – is ironic considering an unprovoked Guillen blasted Frank on the day he got the job.  Yet since Frank began complaining, Ozzie hasn’t said a word, and perhaps it’s because he’s been in the same situation with Sox brass.  Frank may gripe and bitch and moan, but maybe there’s something to these claims.

I may be more of a Frank supporter than most people, but I appreciate the fact that he didn’t want to leave the Sox.  He didn’t demand a trade when Reinsdorf put in the infamous “diminished skills” clause, and he didn’t want to leave after Ozzie singled him out to reporters not once, but twice before seasons started.  He wanted to stay put, and given he’s done more with the bat than any other White Sox, he does deserve special treatment to some extent, even if he looks sad asking for it.

Maybe Kenny will be lauded for his anti-Frank stance by a largely anti-Frank media.  It wouldn’t surprise me in the least.  But I fail to see how responding in such a manner benefits him now or in the long run.   It makes him look like a jerk now, and he might have quite a case file built up if his fortune ever turns sour. 

Not so fast

Scott Podsednik is raring to go, go, go, according to Mark Gonzalez’s article in the Chicago Tribune.  I’d prefer it if he stayed put – at least early on.

Sure, Pods looked great for the first half of the season.  Before July 22, he was 50-for-59 in stolen bases; afterwards, 9-for-23.  One of the reasons was a sports hernia, which Sox director of conditioning Allen Thomas thinks may be due to the “pushing and twisting on steal attempts.”

Podsednik was pushing and twisting at a pace that would’ve smashed his personal record.  He averaged 82 steal attempts last year, one shy of his mark in 2004 while playing 25 fewer games.  Extrapolate his rate over the 25 additional games, and his steal attempts climb from 53 in 2003 to 83 in 2004 to 98 in 2005.  If he hadn’t slowed down so much in the last two months of the season, he probably would’ve cracked 100 easily.

That’s a lot of wear and tear for a guy who struggled to handle the beating a basestealer takes last year.  He wouldn’t be the only one – speedsters not named Rickey Henderson tend to hit at least one wall over the course of their careers.  Pods hasn’t been in the majors that long, so this is by no means saying he’s done; merely that Ozzie should put the clamps on his running, at least for the first part of the season.  With a shortage of full-time outfielders, there’s a definite need for him to stay healthy. 

D-Day for Minnie

Shameless self-promo:  Check out my article that ran in the Sunday Albany Times Union on the Negro League induction, which will have its results announced today.

Update:  Minoso was not elected into the Hall of Fame today, though 17 others were, including the first woman in Hall history. 


Among those waiting to find out is White Sox legend Minnie Minoso, who has been waiting for his entry into Cooperstown since he retired three separate times.  However, should fortune be on his side today, he’ll have entered the Hall on slightly unusual terms, going in with a group of players whose careers took place almost entirely before the game was integrated.

However, Minoso’s Negro League career only lasted a handful of years, and according to numbers I’ve seen, nothing from those stats indicate Hall of Fame material.  On the other hand, his major-league stats warrant discussion, with nearly 2,000 hits in only 12 full seasons, a number of All-Star berths and three Gold Gloves to his credit.

The Baseball Writers’ Association of America didn’t think much of his career the first time around, as Minoso only earned 20 percent of the vote during his peak in popularity on the Hall of Fame ballot.  That may have been due to his coming out of retirement twice in 1976 and 1980, which put him back on the BBWAA ballot instead of the then-kinder, gentler Veterans Committee ballot.

Bill James makes an argument for Minoso in his Historical Baseball Abstract by saying that segregation robbed him of some counting stats, and that when he finally made it to the big leagues, he was gathering up hits and RBI at a pace that would’ve put him squarely in the middle of the pack of Hall of Famers. 

The rub is that James makes his claim based on Minoso being 28 when he debuted as had been originally thought.  However, if Minoso’s real birthyear was 1925 – which is supposedly the year Minoso gives in his latest autobiography, that means he was 24 when he made his major-league debut with the Cleveland Indians in 1949.  And he didn’t exactly hit the ground running there.

That makes his time in the Negro Leagues less like unfortunate circumstances blocking a star, and more like typical minor-league seasoning.  That’d make Minoso a late bloomer who falls just short of typical Hall of Fame standards, like so many others who could’ve used a couple more years at the top.

Of course, race plays more of an important part in Minoso’s case because of his standing as the first true black Latin major-league star, and that’s something I can’t quite account for, having been born even after his last major-league at-bat – and Minoso was 55(ish) then.  Larry Doby entered the Hall of Fame under similar numerical circumstances – he was 24 when he debuted, retired at 35 and didn’t pile up a lot of counting stats.  But he was the first black player in the American League, and he deserved a lot of extra credit for that.

It’s easy to see both sides of Minnie’s case to where it’d be reasonable to both induct him and leave him out.  But as a White Sox fan, you can’t help but hope for the best.  I’ve never heard anybody say a bad word about him, and the one time I met him was a blast, even though I was maybe 10 at the time.  If he makes it, maybe I’ll make the 1 ½ hour drive to cheer him on.

Wee Willie eulogized

It isn’t hard to root for a guy named Willie.  That’s Reason No. 1 why I rooted for Willie Harris.  It’s just a good baseball name, especially for a guy who is fast, which Willie was.

It also isn’t hard to like a guy who scored the winning run in the clinching game of your team’s first title in 88 years, which Willie did.

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Paul stands tall, but I sell him short

Teammates, coaches and media alike flocked to Paul Konerko when he arrived in Tucson earlier today, and Ozzie Guillen capped off his first morning by officially naming him captain of the team.

Not that he needed a little “C” on his jersey to prompt people to fawn over him, as everybody’s been doing it since he recorded the final out of the World Series and surprised Jerry Reinsdorf with the ball at the parade rally.  

However, when I read these stories lauding Konerko as the team leader, offensive centerpiece and role model, I have to remind myself that we won the World Series and are in as good a position as any other team to do it again.  Otherwise, I might start to confuse myself with a Royals fan who gets to read about how Doug Mientkiewicz is going to help the team turn the corner.

Konerko is far, far, far better than Mientkiewicz, who will be lucky to slug .350 this year.  I just must be a chronic underestimator of Paulie’s skills, though I can explain why.

Three years ago, if anybody were asked who the cornerstone of a World Series-winning team in 2005 would be, Paulie might be fourth or fifth on that list behind Magglio Ordonez, Carlos Lee, and maybe Mark Buehrle and Frank Thomas.  He was painful to watch for a year and a half after competing in the Home Run Derby in 2002, and the scars of that season still remain.

After two consecutive 40-homer seasons, perhaps I should let them go, but Paulie hasn't kicked the visual cues from that season he'd like to forget.  The robotic pre-pitch routine, the reluctance to smile, the self-flagellation during slumps and those agonizing turns around third base on singles to left.  Whenever Joey Cora gave him the green light last year, I always half-expected a cheetah to drag him down from behind and maul him.  The instant replays always had a predator-versus-prey nature video feel to them.

I’ve at least come around on his glove, which improved drastically from seasons past.  Before Thomas tore his triceps diving for a grounder a few years ago, I might’ve rated his and Paulie’s gloves as equal, though Konerko had a far better arm.  Last year, though, there was a noticeable improvement in Paulie’s range, and you couldn’t ask him to do a better job scooping balls out of the dirt.

I’m still skeptical about the bat, probably because the five-year, $60 million contract he signed keeps me a year behind the times.  If he were paid $8 million a year for his production like he was in 2005, I would’ve been on board the “Paulie Is Great” bandwagon.  But now that he’s making elite bucks that gives me four more reasons over the next five years to say “He’s a nice player, but…”

At least with Paulie we’re assured that he won’t fall out of favor at any point over the duration of his contract.  As I’ve said in this space before, he always knows what to say.  In pro sports, that’s half the battle.
Also:  If you're looking for some non-Tucson report reading, I'd like to recommend today's piece at the Baseball Analysts.  The Cheat from South Side Sox and Twins blogger Aaron Gleeman discuss the AL Central with the site's founding fathers, and the result is an entertaining read.  Too bad the segment isn't called "Three-on-two," because it would've been nice to have an Indians voice in there as well, but them's the breaks.

Trash talk? Garbage

Take these two paragraphs from this recent Joe Cowley story by themselves:
''To be honest with you, I personally don't think Cleveland is going to be as good as they were last year. They got rid of a couple of key guys with [pitcher Kevin] Millwood, and I think [outfielder] Coco Crisp was a huge loss for them. They're not the same team they were last year.''

And Buehrle is the first to insist that neither are the Sox. His point, however, is the Sox might just be better.
In my opinion, anybody who doesn't insist that they feel good about their team in comparison to an equally matched team isn't much of a leader.  That's why I'm not sure if I agree with the framing job Cowley put on it:
Buehrle and his teammates have spent the offseason basking in the glory of bringing the first World Series championship to the South Side in 88 years, as well as hearing how the Cleveland Indians could be the major obstacle in them defending that title in 2006.

The 26-year-old left-hander has a very different opinion on that being reality.
Maybe there was some usage of inflection or non-verbals that made this sound trashier than it looks in text, but from what we're reading, it doesn't look like Mark Buehrle is rolling his eyes and grabbing his crotch whenever the Tribe is brought up.  I wouldn't call that a "very different" outlook -- it just sounds like he has more confidence in the Sox than some national baseball writers and analysts.

This is also the second time a member of the Sox has mentioned Crisp's absence benefiting the Sox (Ozzie was the first), and for Buehrle that's particularly true.  Crisp has hit .385 off Buehrle in 26 at-bats and has posted a career OPS of 1.061 off the lefty, so it's understandable if he's welcoming facing an unknown (Jason Michaels or Andy Marte) instead of Crisp. 

Then there's Millwood, who only allowed only 33 baserunners in 34 innings and five earned runs in five starts against the Sox last year.  Would they rather face him or his replacements, Jason Johnson and Paul Byrd, who the Sox smacked around last year?

I hope this isn't treated as trash talk or bulletin board material or radio fodder, because I'm sure he could do better.  If anybody's expecting Buehrle to assess Cleveland by breaking down typical growth rates of young hitters with certain strikeout-to-walk rates and MLEs instead of what he saw last year, they're nuts.  It's likely that what he's seeing is the extraction of two of the Sox's biggest thorns last year, Millwood and Crisp, replaced by guys who don't intimidate them as much. 

The Indians-Sox games were some of the most remarkable games of the entire year, from Opening Day in April to the Joe Crede Game in September.  Despite winning 14 of 19 games during the season series, the Sox only outscored the Tribe 80-75.  Nine of those victories were of the one-run variety.  I don't think anybody is overlooking anybody here. 

This is roughly as big a deal as Buehrle's Yankees-Twins prediction Cowley mentioned at the top of the article.  He was asked which team he liked, he picked one, and the team that wasn't picked bristled at Buehrle's underappreciation of its skills.

That team also lost.  So Buehrle's got that going for him, which is nice.

Salary caps made simple

Ladies and gentlemen, we now have a new No. 1 reason why the MLB needs a salary cap:  So we can have ESPN.com's Trade Machine for baseball.

Pound for pound, it's the coolest free innovation to come out on the site since the Insider wall was erected.  You select two to four teams to trade with, pick players, hit submit and see if it can be allowed under the NBA's soft salary cap rules.  Pick out players of equal financial value, and you get a message that says "Trade succeeded!"  Mess up somehow, and it will tell you why it can't go through. 

The message I received when I tried to dump Tim Thomas' corpse for Carmelo Anthony:  The Nuggets are over the cap, and their incoming salaries are greater than 125% plus $100,000 of their outgoing salaries. They need to cut $9,232,950 from the incoming trade value to make this trade successful.

It even has clauses like base-year compensation and trade restrictions on guys who sign one-year contracts.  The only thing this doesn't measure is the quality of players involved -- it gives the green light for a Othella Harrington-Anthony trade with the Nuggets, which I'm sure would get two or three people fired in Denver.  Or killed.  Perhaps Isiah Thomas has been using this for years and hasn't realized that yet.

Nevertheless, it was fun to play with and made some sense of the NBA's tricky cap rules.  Unfortunately, with larger rosters and no cap, there's really no way they could do it with MLB outside of areas where video/computer games have already tread with AI.  But imagine the time it would save sports talk radio hosts every time "P-Dog from Berwyn" calls in and says, "I have this trade for yas -- how about El Duque and Arnie Munoz for Miguel Tejada, who we could then ship for Albert Pujols?  Baltimore needs pitching, St. Louis needs a shortstop, and I think we could use Pujols.  I'll hang up and wait for my answer." 

Of course, such a tool would probably then ruin Phil Rogers' career.

Jurassic Bark

Our good friend Carl Everett evidently feels comfortable with his new Northwest digs according to The Oregonian:
"I can actually say that the talent that was on this field offensively was better than the team in Chicago," said Everett, the Mariners' new designated hitter whose dirty White Sox bag sat atop his locker, next to a shiny new Mariners bag.
Because Everett and catcher Kenji Johjima are the only new additions, we can probably get a fair comparison for these two teams from last year's numbers.  So before we automatically assume Jurassic is as wrong as he usually is with anything that pertains to science, let's see if he's right.

Nope.  No, he isn't.  Not at all.

The Mariners had more doubles and triples than the Sox, but less hits overall, including 70 -- 70! -- less homers.  All Seattle's rate stats were below Chicago's, and it showed up in the runs column as well.  And don't forget the standings -- 69 wins for the Mariners, 99 for the Sox.

Unless, that is, Everett's taking himself into account with his assessment of the Sox's offense last year, because his being replaced by Jim Thome constitutes an improvement even if the big guy isn't at full power.  Jurassic only racked up 17 extra-base hits in the second half, posting a pathetic .305 OBP and .386 slugging percentage as the team's full-time DH.  Even Aaron Rowand outproduced him from a power standpoint, even though he had 10 less homers on the year.

I don't blame Carl for trying to get excited about his new team, but he shouldn't get too carried away with the Sox-bashing. 

Then again, perhaps I shouldn't get too carried away with the Carl-bashing, because the last two times Jurassic wasn't a White Sox, he became one. 

The Times seizes the day

There's an interesting study in contrast going on between two of the largest South Side-specific papers.

On one hand, we have the already-discussed Daily Southtown, which is using the now-Sun Times' Joe Cowley's material for the indefinite future.  On the other, we have the Times of  Northwest Indiana out of Munster, which seems to be positively amped about the White Sox.

While searching on Google News for "White Sox," I keep seeing the same bulletin:
Fans hungry for news about the White Sox can turn to The Times. Beginning this week, the Times will be the only Northwest Indiana newspaper providing on-site coverage of the White Sox from the club's spring training base in Tucson, Ariz.

Veteran baseball writer George Castle, who has followed the Cubs, White Sox and Major League Baseball for The Times since 1994, will provide expanded coverage this spring.
Sure enough, check out the tagline at the end of each of Castle's stories:
Correspondent George Castle will provide The Times with exclusive on-site coverage of the World Series champion White Sox spring training through March 24.
It bears watching how the Times keeps up throughout the season, but I like the positive reaction towards the Sox's newfound success and the excitement it's trying to build about their coverage.  The coverage itself?  Meh, but I'm not going to grade Castle on Spring Training stories.

I'm more interested to see if the Times keeps beating the White Sox drum as the year goes on.  If Castle turns into a full-time beat writer, that's outstanding; if management only sends him to cover home games, I think the funds used for the Tucson trip would be better used to send him on some road trips.  There are only so many things you can write about in Spring Training (take your pick of five different Tadahito Iguchi stories today!), and the wire would take care of most of it.

At any rate, I'm sure I'll focus less on covering the coverage once some game action starts and the media stops smothering the few storylines there are. 

We're No. 1! (still) We're No. 1! (still)

This is certainly a new feeling, isn't it?  To see the White Sox on top of ESPN's preseason power rankings and not feel the slightest bit weird about it.  They definitely deserve it.

If this is any indication, the American League looks stacked, with eight of the top 11 teams in the majors.  Not to mention that even with three teams that could take the pennant, the AL Central is still the weakest division by average rank.

Thanks a lot, Kansas City.

Hindsight's a bitch

As Magglio Ordonez toils (as much as one can toil for $15M/year) with a Detroit Tigers club that's struggling to reach .500, he told the Detroit Free Press that he thinks about what might've been sometimes:

"It's hard to see your teammates win the World Series," Ordonez said. "You spent your whole career there and left one year early. I didn't know they were going to win the World Series."

Neither did we.

Of course, Magglio can be consoled by the fact that if he were there, the Sox wouldn't have won the World Series.  They probably wouldn't have even  made the playoffs.

It'd be one thing if Magglio spent half of 2005 injured because of a freak accident (like banging knees with Willie Harris, for example).  That you can't take into account if you put him in a different situation.  However, he barely started the season for the Tigers before going on the DL for months at a time thanks to a viral infection and a pre-existing hernia, making it rough for him to even start Spring Training.

Put him in the Sox lineup, and it's likely that Comiskey Park would've hosted a three- or four-headed monster once again in right field.  Some combination of Joe Borchard, Timo Perez, Ross Gload, Brian Anderson, and God knows who else for half the season.  Instead, we saw Jermaine Dye play 145 games and provide some sorely needed power.  Maggs put up a nicer on-base percentage, but Jermaine's .512 slugging clip was much more valuable than the one Maggs put up in Detroit (.436), even adjusting for the bigger park.  If Jermaine got on base more but didn't grab as many bases, who knows if anybody would've driven him in anyway.

The Sox didn't have a terrible offense last year, but they definitely needed every run they scored.  So many games were decided by one run that I think half a season of Magglio and half a season of Timo Borchard would have broken their backs.  I don't often dive into WARP and VORP, so I'd appreciate those who are more familiar with those stats to tell me what those metrics would have to say about this.

Also from Tiger camp:

Dmitri Young has reported to camp (thanks to Matt for the link), and there's a noted difference in his preseason trash talk.  See if you can spot it!

2005:  "(Cleveland) is our rival right here.  Forget the other teams. I think it's going to come down to us and them. Just look at the different positions, look at the matchups. The matchups are pretty similar."  When a reporter asked him about Minnesota, Young shrugged. "Us and Cleveland," he said.

2006:  Young also took a veiled shot at former manager Alan Trammell's coaching staff. "With the players that we have, we've got a staff that's going to be able to take us to the next level,'' Young said.

I wouldn't call that "looking inside oneself," but he's getting there.

Spring Training rundown: Episode 1

One reason among many why I like baseball better than football is that Spring Training usually offers upbeat stories that make you feel good about the season coming around, whereas football camp focuses more on positional battles, draft pick holdouts and salary cap casualties. 

Most of the stories that come out before the games start are dealing with player outlooks -- and almost all of them are sunny.  It's almost possible to pick any player on the 25-man roster to read about.  None of them are particularly noteworthy to go in-depth on, but it's nice to have news.

Jim Thome:  The guy is anxious to get going and has something to prove.  For an injured slugger who was traded from his team to make room for an up-and-comer,  he's got the right attitude.  He seems fired up and ready to go, and  Herm seems to be saying the right things.  Compare it to Sammy Sosa, who moped more than anything when traded to the Orioles, and he's off to a better start.  But he's definitely going to have to prove it when the games start.

Bobby Jenks:  I don't know whether having a kid has mellowed him out, but we've yet to see anything from this guy that suggests he's the same problem child that made the Angels put him on waivers.  He seems to have a healthy attitude, and is a pretty decent quote on top of that.  He's also officially the closer, although that's not much of a surprise, or that important given the way Ozzie flips his relievers.  One thing concerns me, and it's on display at ChicagoSports.com:  I thought black was supposed to be slimming

Mark Buehrle:  Opening day starter for the fifth straight year.  He started off last year with a 1-0 victory over the Indians, so I think he should do that again.

Dustin Hermanson:  He's alright with a supporting role, and he's 10 pounds lighter.  Maybe he gave them to Jenks.  This quote sounds good to me:  "I'm just here to put my little piece of the puzzle in. If everybody does that, we're going to have one heck of a team again."

Javier Vazquez:  He says he pitched badly last year, but that wasn't really the case -- he just got his crap rocked in four starts.  He posted a 3.33 ERA for the rest of them.  But don't tell him that, if self-deprecation is his key to improvement.

Freddy Garcia:  He's one of two Sox players still participating in the WBC, and says he's geared up for it.  Who knows?  It might benefit him to face a string of real major-league hitters at the start of a game instead of watered down versions of MLB teams, because First-Inning Freddy kept biting him in the ass last year.

Brandon McCarthy:  He's the only guy likely to break camp with the team who's younger than me (unless Arnie Munoz steals the 12th pitcher spot), and he goes a step further to make me feel old by informing Joe Cowley that he carries a teddy bear with him everywhere he goes.  Now I'm wondering if his wearing a dress last year was really a rookie hazing ritual...

Calling all southpaws:  Are you left-handed?  Have you ever picked up a baseball with said hand?  Are you interested in joining the dynamic and growing field of situational pitching?  If you've answered "yes" to all these questions, then a job with the World Champion Chicago White Sox may be right for you!  Starting pay $654.00/hour, full benefits, call Kenny for details.

Damaso eulogized

Saying goodbye to the lefty without slapping his neck.  Check it out.

Pot, meet Kettle

From ESPN.com:

George Steinbrenner wants Ozzie Guillen to zip his lips.

The New York Yankees owner didn't appreciate a shot the Chicago White Sox manager took at Alex Rodriguez, remarks Guillen later apologized for.

"Shut it up," Steinbrenner said Saturday, moving his hands across his lips in a zipper move. "I like Ozzie Guillen as a manager, but I don't like him when he pops off like that," the Boss said, following with a profanity.


Somebody hand that man a mirror!

And I bet the profanity was "sheeeeeeeeeeeyit."

WBC >>>> NBC

If you're looking for a reason to get excited about the World Baseball Classic, I'd recommend trying to follow the Olympics coverage on NBC.  Not only will it give you the hunger for a live sporting event of any kind, but it's also made me somewhat glad that the IOC dropped baseball from the 2008 Olympics.

To sum up the job NBC's doing with the Olympics, I'd call it "absurd."

At least with the WBC, you'll be guaranteed international competition with better athletes, and you'll be able to see it when it actually happens.  Maybe it won't capture the same drama as the Olympics, but given that the next Olympics are in Beijing, NBC would've sucked the life out of it anyway.

I oversee Olympics coverage during the day, so there's really no point in me waiting for the tape-delay broadcast.  But I can understand that some people can only watch in the evening, so that's not really the issue.

The real issue is that when something's happening, I can't see it.  And there were two things that demanded to be seen while they happened:  the U.S. women's hockey team debacle, and the Lindsey Jacobellis...also debacle.

I saw the story cross the wire that Sweden and the U.S. were tied entering the third period, so I went to turn on the TV to see who won the game on any one of the six or seven channels NBC's using to broadcast the Games. 

Nothing.  Despite the billions of dollars the network spent to televise the Olympics and how many hours of programming it bragged it offered, I was relegated to getting my stories from the AP.  Not too different from the days of the telegraph.

Anyway, the U.S. lost, failing to make a final for the first time since the start of international competition in the sport.  There were some exciting developments, such as the U.S. keeping the Swedes scoreless during a 5-on-3 advantage, the Swedish goalie standing on her head, and the most dramatic of all endings, a shootout.  And NBC failed to make me care about watching history because it kept the game from everybody who cared enough to watch it when it happened in the first place.

(Besides, that's what they get for knocking Downers Grove native Cammi Granato off the team.  As we say in the Grove, "Don't dick with D.G."  Okay, we don't really say that at all.)

I missed Jacobellis' fateful run while I was in a meeting, but given the description of the 50-yard lead and the completely unnecessary stunt she tried pulling, it was something I had to see.  So I flipped the various NBC channels to see a recap, and it was all soaps, newscasts and government stuff. 

However, when I went by CNN, they were going live to Turin to talk about it.  It said "Live" in the top left corner.  It all seemed promising, especially when the correspondent said Jacobellis' name. 

Of course, all I ended up seeing were a series of photos that had already crossed the wire more than an hour before.  I had forgotten NBC put the chokehold on other networks to prevent them from airing footage before they did.  So I've still yet to see this infamous moment in Olympic history, and at this rate, I may not see it until it shows up on some list show where D-list celebrities and "comedians" crack jokes about it for a $75 check.

It's absurd to have to wait nine hours or so to see what you already know happened this day and age.  It's a shame that the Internet wasn't around during the Cold War, considering how the Olympics were the one way the two countries actually battled.  Imagine if nobody saw the 1972 Olympics unfold, and just heard "USSR 51, USA 50.  USA might've been cheated, Russia got three chances to make one play.  Game's under protest."  That would've gotten rid of some of that arms race tension, right?

Anyway, to channel this rant back to the WBC, it'll be refreshing to see countries compete while it's actually happening.  After the 2008 Olympics and the 2012 games in London, it might've been 12 years before we were actually able to see live international baseball with each country sending its best (or close-to-best) players. 

Maybe this thing will be a success, maybe it'll be a poorly-planned mess, but either way, we'll at least know at the same time everybody else does. 

Looking on the bright side

It's not often we should take cues from Albert Belle, who was arrested last night for allegedly stalking an ex-girlfriend and using a GPS device to track her.  One thing he said touched me, though -- legally, and only metaphorically:

"You didn't write a story about my Hall of Fame induction," Belle said. "You guys never report the good stuff that I do."

Well, we can't write about Belle's Hall of Fame induction -- you know, since it never happened.  But we can talk about another good thing that happened.  I'll call it the smartest thing Ozzie's ever said to the press off the field.

After his inflammatory words from a Sports Illustrated were posted in advance, he actually apologized for them

"I learned a lesson. I never took a first shot at anybody in my life and now I feel like I took the first shot. I feel embarrassed, I feel guilty. I wish I had not said it the way it sounds or the way I said it."


Hey!  A real apology!  Not a Bill Parcells-variety non-apology apology where you pin the blame on the people who took offense to the statement, but a legitimate "sorry."  Then he solidified his remorse further by rephrasing what he said in a realistic way:

"I don't call him a hypocrite in that way. Alex is not a hypocrite. I was just trying to say he doesn't have to please people. He doesn't have to make people from the United States or from the Dominican Republic or from Venezuela happy. When you do that, you sound like you are a hypocrite. You say, 'Hey I want to play for the United States and that's the team I belong on,' move on and that's it."


Perfect.  He admitted he used the wrong word, yet didn't back off.  Many times athletes or other public figures will say something controversial, then disown all their words and pretend nothing ever happened for the sake of their appearance. 

Hypocrites say one thing then do another.  Rodriguez never makes up his mind in the first place.  There's a slight difference, and I'm surprised Ozzie acknowledged it.  But as someone who had to hear about A-Rod's trials and tribulation over picking a friggin' team, I wholly appreciated his viewpoint in the first place.

I've never been a fan of Ozzie's mouth, although I do recognize the entertainment value.  But now that we've seen him exercise this sort of discretion -- even if it's ex post facto -- will make the roller coaster ride known as Ozzie Guillen: White Sox Manager easier to bear.

Utilitarian infielder

Pitchers and catchers can't report to Spring Training soon enough.

It's awfully hard to implement my Ozzie Doctrine (pay attention to what he does, not what he says) when he's not doing anything.  Not that his game strategy will come into play all that often with split squads and pitch counts, but at least it'll be something.

Instead, we have to pay attention to Ozzie's harsh criticism of one Alex Rodriguez, who owns one less World Series ring than Joe Crede.  Hey, maybe Hawk was on to something.  Here's what Ozzie said about A-Rod, as well as another former member of the great troika of shortstops, Nomar Garciaparra:

"Alex was kissing Latino people's (butts)," Guillen, who's from Venezuela, said in the most recent issue of Sports Illustrated. "He knew he wasn't going to play for the Dominicans; he's not a Dominican!"

"I hate hypocrites.  He's full of ---.  The Dominican team doesn't need his (butt). It's the same with (Nomar) Garciaparra playing for Mexico. Garciaparra only knows Cancun because he went to visit."


I'll wait until I see the magazine article to fully formulate my opinion, but I'm really hoping this has some sort of context.  Sure, A-Rod is a brown-noser and a flip-flopper, but it doesn't make Ozzie look any better if it's unprovoked.  And I would count the question "What do you think of Alex Rodriguez" as provocation, because I'd probably give the same answer.  His desperate attempts to be middle-of-the-road ironically make him a very divisive figure.

To take a tangent, this article reminded me of Bob Verdi's column a few weeks ago in which he bristled at the lack of coverage the White Sox received in comparison to the Red Sox, a team that hadn't accomplished much in the offseason up to that point.

Both the Yankees and the Red Sox amaze me more than they annoy me nowadays by their abilities to make headlines without action.  After the Red Sox won the World Series in 2004, the offseason was marked by trash talk, big signings and more trash talk.  Every Boston player lined up to take a shot at A-Rod, and each time it was dutifully reported by every major media source.

Because of the wild turn of events in 2003 and 2004 -- the Grady Little game, the A-Rod signing, the 3-0 comeback in the ALCS, the bloody sock, etc. -- they built up such a strong cachet that they no longer have to try to attract media attention.  Now, their non-doings are doings.  Before the Johnny Damon signing, the two biggest news stories out of the Boston and New York camps were literally zero-sum events. 

Boston:  The Theo Epstein saga.  Due to differences with team president Larry Lucchino, the boy wonder GM stepped down from his dream job.  Both sides were blamed, villianized and victimized.  At the same time, the media speculated Epstein would return, even as Lucchino hired a two-headed monster to replace him.  Then Epstein came back three months later, leaving the media to speculate whether or not he actually ever left.  What a tremendous waste of resources for everybody involved.

New York:  Rodriguez and the WBC.  First, Rodriguez was going to play for America.  Then, the New York-born third baseman decided he would rather represent his ancestors by playing for the Dominican Republic, going so far as to announce it at a podium while holding a Dominican flag -- although he did hedge his bets by saying he still may not play.  Finally, after consulting with both American and Dominican friends, that he would play for the United States.  Which is what he originally decided, before he felt that he wasn't wishy-washy enough about it.

Given this situation, the Yankees' signing of Damon came as a relief, because there was actually a definite change of state to talk about.

I've actually found that the Yankees-Red Sox rivalry is easier to tolerate when living closer to it.  Because even if I don't care what they're doing, 90 percent of baseball fans around here do.  John Stuart Mill would give me a high-five for that.

At the same time, he'd probably want to give A-Rod a swift kick in the ass for crapping on his philosophy.  Rodriguez tries to be all things to all people, but most of the time he'd deliver "the greatest good for the greatest number of people" by just shutting the heck up.

No news is bad news

When I posted about Joe Cowley's transition from the Daily Southtown's White Sox beat writer to the Sun-Times' White Sox beat writer, an astute reader by the name of jgelfand made the following comment on the entry:

I believe the media conglomerate that owns the Sun Times also owns the Daily Southtown, so I wouldn't be surprised if they are trying to save money by having one beat writer cover the Sox for the two papers.

Of course, being a newspaper fanboy, I pretty much responded with "Say it ain't so, Joe!  Say it ain't so!"  That being said, imagine how disheartened I was when I checked the Southtown's site and saw the following byline on Cowley's story in today's Southtown:

By Joe Cowley
Special to the Daily Southtown


I wouldn't call that a nail in the coffin, because maybe the Southtown is trying to get its ducks in a row before Spring Training.  We'll know for sure by the end of next month, but I'm not nearly as optimistic as I was only a couple weeks ago.  I don't have a prize to give away, so jgelfand will just have to take pride in identifying yet another milestone in my industry's slow crawl towards death. Congratulations!

1001 Dick jokes

To close out a previous topic, one drawback of the media proliferation is that I think I’ve already heard every possible Dick Cheney hunting accident joke there is, and it's only been a couple days.

The Trib’s Mike Downey yukked it up at the Veep’s expense with a string of gut-busting zingers in his latest column, saying Ozzie Guillen didn’t want to go because he might’ve been shot, and making the same joke Scott McClellan made about wearing orange.

Getting past the one-liners, he reminds me of one of my greatest fears for a Sox player – a hunting accident.  But not involving Jim Thome or Mark Buehrle, the two guys Downey mentions as avid hunters.

I’m particularly worried about Joe Crede.

One, because I’ve been exposed to plenty of Missouri hunting stories after living there for five years, and also because White Sox third basemen have a history of unfortunate accidents cutting their Chicago stays short.

Pete Ward was a terrific hitter for some of the great-but-forgotten Sox teams from the early ‘60s (Cyril Morong takes a good look at them on the Chicago Sports Review’s site), hitting over .280 and 20 homers in each of his first two season on the South Side.  Then he suffered whiplash from a car accident, back injuries followed, and his production declined dramatically.

Beltin’ Bill Melton led the league in homers in 1971 after turning 25, when he should’ve been entering his prime.  Then he fell off a ladder trying to get his son off the roof, injured his back and stopped being the same player.

Robin Ventura had the most consistent success of any third baseman in the history of the franchise, but even he had that gruesome injury while sliding into home plate, when his leg went in two directions.

I’m sure Crede is an experienced hunter, but given the history of the hot corner, I’d classify the chances of somebody pulling a Cheney on him as “probable, bordering on likely.”

And while Downey got to the Cheney jokes too late, I don’t really have any new ones to add myself.  Although I think it’d be a nice tip of the hat to a former White Sox to rename the pellet spray “Dickshot.”

White Sox, White House

The South Siders finally visited the president at 1600 Pennsylvania Ave., so now we can get on with our lives.  Even people around here were asking me what the big deal is, which means the news permeated the Red Sox-Yankees slapfight.

There's not much to say, and you can go to ChicagoSports.com or South Side Sox to see the photos.  Everybody looked quite dapper, which made for some nice photos.  Bush had a few prepared jokes, but at least he didn't repeat the line he told the Boston Red Sox last year:  "What took ya so long?"  All and all, the guys looked like they enjoyed themselves, but, at the same time, it didn't look like Ozzie Guillen missed much.  Hell, given the blizzard that hit the East Coast, he may not have been able to make it in the first place.  Much ado about nothing.

The Chicago Tribune did a nice job covering the hell out of the team in Soxtober, and as long as the Sox keep winning, they'll receive a fair amount of the press.  But then again, when you look at the picture the Trib chose for the right rail on the site, you have to wonder if there really is a bias. 

Take a long second to get used to this face:

Stuck in the middle

As a blogging neophyte, I found Deadspin founder Will Leitch’s essay on the traditional baseball media pertinent.  As a member of the traditional media, I found my kind being misunderstood.

No matter which hat I’m wearing, all I know is that both sides could consider me “one of them.”

The whole piece is worth reading, and it spares us from the run-of-the-mill mainstream media jokes and actually brings up some thought-provoking questions.  Here’s the part that stood out to me in particular:

We do not need reporters to tell us the facts; we need people to tell us what it means. Or, more specific, to ask us what we think it means.


I’d respectfully but strongly disagree with Leitch on the first point, although I can easily see where he’s coming from.  As somebody who watches/listens to the games, I look to blogs for things I may have missed, and I’ve received suggestions from readers on how I may be able to use this space to provide the same service Leitch demands.  

But to prioritize analysis over facts is to ignore the majority of people who still actually subscribe to a tangible newspaper (God bless ‘em).  A majority of these people are on the other side of 50, and I’d guess that a worthwhile percentage of them find out how the game ended from the paper in the morning because they fell asleep during the fifth inning the night before.  Others may be interested in how their team is doing, but aren’t as hungry for info because they’re not as passionate.  The recaps and notebooks suit these people fine.

And you won’t see me knock beat writers often around here.  Columnists, of course, but the beat writer’s job isn’t an easy one.  I’ve spent enough time killing moths in press boxes to know that the job only gets more complicated as a journalist climbs up a ladder.  

It’s easy to get impatient with “the way things are” because an increasing number of people are getting their info how they want it.  RSS, XML and other feeds/aggregators give people news a la carte, and the idea that Jon Stewart and Fox News seem to have a greater impact on public discourse than network news gives the impression that consumers already consider themselves aware enough to take information with a side of spin.

In light of this, the newspaper, with its once-a-day press time and methodical reporting, is a dinosaur that needs to get with a program, right?  Not entirely.

The time will come when newspapers will be able to take full advantage of the 24-hour news cycle, when they will invest more into online content than they will their dead tree editions, but right now, the incentive isn’t there.  In this case, as it is with almost every other, the word “incentive” can be replaced with “money.”  Advertising in print is still far more lucrative than online advertising – even as more and more people head to the Internet than the newsstand.

It’s a transition that the newspaper can’t win – if they move too fast to explore the studio space online, they’ll be working much too hard for the revenue they’ll receive, as people are not conditioned to pay for information online at this point (who hasn't bitched about ESPN Insider yet?).  But while newspapers test the waters and experiment to figure out what’s profitable and what’s not, it appears that they’re dragging their feet.  

Slow and steady wins the race in this case.  As long as people are still subscribing to the newspaper, it’s best to meet the needs of those people first.  Circulation rates may be dropping, but each reader’s subscription buys time for media companies to figure out not what’s next, but how next.

For the time being, it’s up to bloggers to provide the snark with the news.  From all indications, it seems the worldwide community is all too ready on the whole.

Taking five, giving five back

The Tribune and the Sun-Times have taken enough time away from debating Ozzie Guillen’s patriotism to start pondering the top five questions for the White Sox entering Spring Training.  

Oddly enough, 4 1/2 of the five questions from both papers are the same, pointing to either a lack of creativity of a lack of legitimate issues.  I’d consider it the latter, because it took me awhile to think of ones that didn’t repeat the same themes.  

Here were the ones that matched:

#1:  Can Jim Thome and other assorted Sox stay healthy?
#2:  Can Brian Anderson handle center field?
#3:  Can Uribe hit in the No. 2 spot?
#4:  Who will be the bullpen's second lefty?

The Sun-Times additionally asked “What about Brandon?”, a question the Tribune addressed in the health issue.  The Trib asked about positional depth, which is somewhat redundant when considering they asked about injury issues earlier.

Either way, that’s not a particularly troubling batch of questions.  I’ll take my stab at answering them:

#1:  Thome’s injuries are the only ones that could potentially cripple the team, so the Sox better hang onto Ross Gload.  Herm Schneider generally does an excellent job with helping players stay on the course to recovery, although it seemed he couldn’t do much for Frank Thomas.  I’d consider it a victory if Thome played 120 games, and I wouldn’t mind seeing a voluntary DL stint or two just to keep him fresh throughout the season.

Otherwise, Crede has a backup in Mackowiak.  Scott Podsednik can be replaced by Jerry Owens, although Pods can first help himself by not running so often.  Jermaine Dye would be difficult to replace – as it stands now, Joe Borchard would be the first in line to replace him if Guillen preferred to keep Mackowiak in the supersub role.

#2:  As I said a couple of days ago, Anderson should be fine as long as he can passably fill in for Aaron Rowand defensively.

#3:  Uribe was fine in the No. 2 spot in 2004, hitting .285/.331/.515 in 260 at-bats.  I’d put more stock in those numbers than the ones he put up over 23 at-bats in 2005.  He hit for better contact last year, and is probably the best bunter on the team.  I don’t see what the big deal is.  Of course, I’d be happiest with Tadahito Iguchi hitting second and being allowed to swing the bat like he would in the No. 6 spot, but I guess Pods has to run.

#4:  The easiest job in baseball has to be the second lefty out of the pen – people are ecstatic whenever you don’t suck.  So I’m glad the Sox avoided spending big money on a Scott Eyre type when he may only pitch 40 innings.  What’s strange about the fixation on Lefty No. 2 is that for years, the best bullpen in baseball has belonged to Anaheim, and Mike Scioscia typically doesn’t deploy even one lefty reliever.  K-Rod, Brendan Donnelly, Scot Shields and Kelvim Escobar usually overmatch hitters no matter which side of the plate they’re standing on.

This lefty situation we can explore a bit further.  The Sox bullpen will need to put up another year like 2005 before they’re considered on the same level as the Angel firemen, but here’s what the team’s righties did against lefties in terms of OPS (righties’ OPS in parentheses):

Cliff Politte:  .579 (.576)
Bobby Jenks:  .414 (.795)
Dustin Hermanson:  .721 (.556)
Brandon McCarthy:  .602 (.879)

Throw in southpaw Neal Cotts, who shut down both lefties and righties, and the Sox should be fine with whatever LOOGY they come up with…as long as it’s not Kevin Walker.  Of course, they’d be fine with 11 pitchers, but Ozzie seems hell-bent on carrying 12, so we may as well plan for it.

As far the other half-issues are concerned.  I’m happy with McCarthy in the bullpen.  We’re all excited to see what he can do, but when Contreras is traded, Tim Redding will be the new emergency starter.  Not so fun now, is it? 

Depth?  Well, the Sox bench can be more balanced than last year depending on who they decide to carry.  They’ll have all the positions covered with Ozuna, Mackowiak and Widger, which will leave the last spot between Joe Borchard and Ross Gload – Gload gives them another lefty hitter, while Borchard gives the Sox a true fourth outfielder.  I’d be more concerned if the Sox were a NL team.

Now, if I were to come up with five questions that 1) are significant and 2) I couldn’t answer myself, it’d probably be:

#1:  How many games can we squeeze out of Thome?

Like I said, anything more than 120 would be outstanding, but it’s the No. 1 question mark.

#2:  Jose Contreras and Jon Garland – flukes or for real?

Both pitchers established new standards of performance, but they’re far from sure things entering the season.  That is especially the case for Contreras, who won’t have El Duque as a second pitching coach this year.

#3:  Will we see any help from Charlotte or Birmingham?  

The trades for Javier Vazquez and Thome depleted the farm system of some of its most MLB-ready candidates. 

#4:  Are Joe Crede and Juan Uribe on the same cycle?  

Like women who spend a lot of time together, the South Siders’ third  baseman and shortstop had their ups and downs at the same time in 2005.  If you were to list their months in order from best to worst in terms of OPS, they’d both look like this:

September – April – July – June – May – August

We’ve seen what the offense can do when they’re both hitting.

And finally,

#5:  Is Ozzie Guillen un-American or what?  

We should know after a few more months of solid discussion.

Young not invincible

Well, we won’t have to worry about hearing about Chris Young in 2006, it seems.  At least not until September.

First, the D-Backs signed Jeff DaVanon, and now Young has broken his hand doing agility drills.  He’ll miss most of Spring Training, if not all of it, and the one-year contracts given to DaVanon and Eric Byrnes will most likely keep him from occupying center field in whatever Bank One Ballpark is called now until 2007.

It seems as though Young actually broke his hand doing agility drills, and not washing his truck/playing basketball/punching a vice cop, so it's a meaningless fluke accident instead of some sort of significant character flaw.  Nevertheless, much like Jeremy Reed’s wrist injury last year, it buys the Sox some time until the majority of their fans forget who the Sox traded for Javy Vazquez.

Ultimately, I hope Vazquez pitches so well that nobody cares either way.

Two dogs with two stones

It's hard to believe anything could bring more joy than hearing that the Cincinnati Reds signed Timo Perez, but that's what happens when that news comes on the same day Quin Snyder left Missouri.

Then again, try as he might, Timo didn't steer the White Sox into the ground.  Quin, on the other hand, made the Tiger basketball program one great, big, smelly mess.

At the very least, two of my teams are now free from their biggest pieces of dead weight.

I'll write about Timo more when I get to his eulogy, but it's a very strange start to the career of new Reds GM Wayne Krivsky.  It reminds me of the scenes in TV shows where a teenage girl goes behind the wheel for the first time and tries to back out of a parking space, but instead plows into the car parked in front of her.  One thing is for sure -- with two entries in three days, I'll probably never talk this much about the Reds again.

On the other hand, there's a lot to say about Snyder.  Fortunately, fellow Mizzou alum and ESPN.com writer Pat Forde sums most of it up for me.  The guy couldn't win even though he cut corners during recruiting for four years.  And then not only did he recruit criminals -- he couldn't even coach them and the other guys he brought in.  Under Snyder, the Tigers were to the zone defense what the Bears are to the screen pass -- they can't run it, and every team that runs it against them looks like they invented the damn thing. 

Under his watch, a team that ranked as high as No. 5 in the nation missed the NCAA Tournament, his coaches lost the ability to recruit off-campus, and his prize point guard held a girl hostage and later crashed an ATV on the university president's lawn while on probation.  I normally will never root for players or coaches on my team to fail, but I laughed every single time the Tigers turned the ball over in their 32-point loss to Mizzou this past December.

And I also laughed when I read Dick Vitale's take on Snyder's dismissal.  There's plenty to tear apart in this piece from ESPN's lead college basketball analyst, but I'll only do one paragraph:

Snyder, I firmly believe, will learn from this experience as he is extremely bright, possesses a law degree and, let me tell you, the cream will rise. Nothing has changed in my belief that he can make it on the coaching sideline. He has knowledge, personality, work ethic and -- just like so many in the past who had to bounce back when hit with adversity -- I believe his training under Coach K at Duke and working in this tough, tough situation will have him prepared when the opportunity presents itself.

Evidentally, Snyder isn't bright enough to realize when you recruit criminals, they *might* commit crimes.  Also, holding a law degree makes it even more inexcusable that he broke recruiting rules.  The last three years are enough evidence that he can't lead a team.  He may have work ethic, but he lacks ethics.  And I didn't realize that Coach K's man-molding only kicks into effect after sinking a program with a boatload of scandals. 

Good riddance. 

Google News & Notes

At least once a day, I punch "White Sox" into Google News to see what pops up.  That's how I found the SIU story last night, and a couple of interesting things came up today.

Sox to be honored in D.C. on Monday
 
There's not too much that differs from the previous entry about this -- Ozzie still isn't showing, and Mayor Daley is taking his place.  The new thing this article tells us is that Bobby Jenks won't be there either.  Which is a shame, because I think he has the most in common with President Bush. 

You know, baseball, alcohol problems, being surrounded by people who hate gun control ... I'm sure they'd have some great stories to share.

A.J. Pierzynski turns down WWE Wrestlemania appearance

If my site never makes it to Google News while this one comes up third in response to the query "White Sox," I'm going to have to hang up the blog.

Nevertheless, it says our fearless catcher won't be a pawn in Vince McMahon's game, turning down the chance to wrestle after giving it a try shortly after the World Series.

I suppose that's a good thing, because in light of players opting out of the World Baseball Classic to preserve their health and give their teams their all, it wouldn't look smart to voluntarily put yourself at the mercy of 350-pound behemoths who stopped feeling pain years ago.  Then again, the skeptical blogger would say that he's merely choosing to stand in against one group of 'roided-up athletes over another. 

By the way, "slap TNA in the face" is a really funny phrase when you think about it.

On tape, Gretzky talks about wife, betting ring

Okay, this didn't show up on a search for "White Sox," but there's one point in this whole mess that needs to be stressed:

The loss of a generation's innocence.

Do you realize that of the original cast of the legendary cartoon "Prostars," which starred animated versions of Gretzky, Michael Jordan and Bo Jackson, Jackson is the only one who hasn't been implicated in shady gambling circles?

Bo knows how to keep his nose clean, I guess.  I'm looking forward to the "True Hollywood Story" on this one.
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