Thunder Rumble

With the exception of every dog that ever lived, and a relatively select group of fine human beings, I can’t say I have loved anything more than the game of baseball.  A feeling proven once again last night.

View From My SeatI took in another game.  Trenton Thunder (Yankees AA affiliate) and the Binghamton Rumble Ponies (Mets AA affiliate).  Sitting on the third base line, just to the left of the dugout (when facing), three rows up on the aisle.  Oh, this was a nice seat.  I figured since my May 13 game got rained out, I could exchange that ticket for this one.  I was joined by 6,029 others and more than a handful were Met fans.

Despite a total of nine runs scored, I saw some good pitching.  Yefry Ramirez was solid through the first three until he was pulled (broken nail on his pitching hand).  Nestor Cortes came in, letting up three runs over the next six innings to get the win.

On the Binghamton side this kid Blake Beavan took the loss (1-1) after throwing for 6IP, 8H, 4R, 4ER, 6K and 0BB.
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To be fair, I have 20 years on the guy but truth is Beavan is far from a kid at 28.  A 2007 first round draft pick out of Texas, he spent a couple of years in the big leagues compiling a 16-20 overall record with the Mariners. (4.61 ERA; 293 IP 326 hits, 150 of his 151 runs were earned, 46HR, 137K and 47BB).

So, why would I focus on the losing pitcher?  Because he is what I remember most when I think about last night’s game.

Listen to me when I tell you, the guy looked fierce on the mound.  Sure, Miguel Andujar took him deep in the bottom of the third, and maybe the Thunder scored four runs off the guy in total.  But there is no doubting the intimidating force on the mound.  Look at him.

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Dude is 6’7” and 245 lbs.   Now, put that on a hill and have him throw a ball at you.  I mean, toward you.  Better pray to the good Lord it ain’t at you.

Don’t believe in God?  Bet you’ll start second guessing that notion once you set foot in the box against this guy.  Seriously, would you wanna be sixty-feet and six inches from a blazing fastball coming from a dude looking at you like this?

Well, have at it pal.  I sure as heck ain’t ready for it.  That’s why Section 116 Row A Seat 1 was best for me.

For a guy who looked like he could eat batters for lunch, one thing I noticed was his patience coming off the mound. There were more than a couple of instances when mental errors by teammates cost his arm more pitches than I thought necessary.

But unfortunately for Beavan, but not for us Thunder fans, the Ponies didn’t impress at the plate to give him enough run support.

I hope this kid makes it back up to the majors. I really do.  I’d love to see it happen. My favorite baseball stories are always about the guys who grind it out in the bus leagues, have a healthy stint of time in the bigs, get sent down, then fight like hell to get back.  Once they get back they’re better in so many ways.

I’m rootin’ for this big dog from Texas to be one of them.

The game put the Thunder (34-18)  an additional game ahead of the Rumble Ponies (29-19) in the Eastern League standings with a three game lead.

Here are a bunch of pictures from the game.  Enjoy.

Let’s Play Two …

Arm & Hammer Park, Trenton, N.J.

The only thing I can think of that’s better than going to the ballpark for a game is going for two. So last weekend, while Stacy was celebrating Mother’s Day with her family in South Carolina,  I took advantage of the bachelor lifestyle in the best way I know how…watching live baseball.

With my Mum deceased and my girl away, I pretty much had the day free.  I took in a doubleheader at Arm & Hammer Park in Trenton to see the Yankees AA-Affiliate play the Nationals’ Harrisburg Senators.

Section 103 on the first base side.  Row AA.  Seat 1.  It was ideal.  The Bronx Babies split with the junior Senators from Pennsylvania.  Gleyber Torres, considered by most to be the Yanks’ top minor league prospect, hit one out in game two.  I even got a nice looking shot at the swing when he took Mr. Rawlings deep.

I went full cliche and I loved every second of it.  A hot dog and a beer during each game; in game two a bag of Cracker Jacks and Peanuts…although I didn’t really eat the peanuts yet.  For most of the day the sun shone on the 3,500 of us and when the storm clouds rolled in during game two, most people left.  They wanted to beat the rain.  Candyasses.

You don’t go to a ballgame to leave before it is over.  If you’re going to do that, stay at home.  No.  I stayed.  The rain came.  For about seven minutes it came down relatively hard.  I got soaked but the game continued.  The sun returned,  and some people had straggled back in.

When the crowd left because of the rain I moved left to Seat 10 … the one that was the closest to the dugout and the field.  I just don’t know a better place to sit than up close.  No matter where you are.  First base line, third base line, behind home plate or on top of the dugout.  The closer you get to the field, the better the game.

You may remember I told you back in April how going to Oriole Park at Camden Yards was so wonderful and how the baseball bug has bitten me.  Seeing the Thunder has gotten me even more excited about going to games.  So much so, that two days after the Trenton game I went to see the Somerset Patriots.

I even took a selfie with Sparkee.

Next up?  I go to see the Thunder again on Tuesday June 26.

The following week or so I will be in Charleston, S.C. where I will see the River Dogs (the Yankees A-Affiliate) play the Columbia Fireflies….as of this writing the left fielder for the Fireflies is Tim Tebow.  Yes.  THAT Tim Tebow.  I got me, Stace and her parents tickets on the left field side, front row.  Hopefully he won’t get called up to AA-ball before the Friday July 7 game.

We also have tickets for the July 12 Atlantic League All Star Game at TD Bank Ball Park – home of the Somerset Patriots.

Man, I do love this game.  Pictures from all three games below.

Game 1:  Trenton Thunder 2  Harrisburg Senators 1

Game 2:  Harrisburg Senators 6 Trenton Thunder 4

Somerset Patriots 2  Sugar Land Skeeters 1

Baseball & Hippos? Come On, Don’t Tease

Baseball and Hippos.  Has there ever been anything more right with the world?

hchI absolutely love Minor League Baseball.  It’s pro baseball at affordable prices, each seat is a great seat, there is always an easy going sense of humor in the ballpark and every effort is made under the sun to keep you interested between innings.

Locally we have the Somerset Patriots, an independent league team with a terrific stadium. I love going every year.  About an hour away we have the NY Yankee’s Double A farm team, the Trenton Thunder. In fact, Stacy and I got to see Andy Pettitte make a rehab assignment start there a few years back.

milblogosBut what first got me into MiLB were the names, hats and uniforms of these teams.  It started years ago with the Durham Bulls (because of Bull Durham, the movie). Then, I  found (and fell in love with) the logo of the Chattanooga Lookouts, the Portland Seadogs (a softball team I played on) and now, my newest favorite – The Hub City Hippos.

This Double-A Affiliate of the Arizona Diamondbacks are actually the Jackson Generals, based in Jackson, TN

It started with a 2016 April Fool’s joke. The Jackson Generals announced they would become the Hub City Hippos for every Friday home game that season. Enough people were on board with the idea last year, however, that the team decided this year to do it for real.

An article on BaseballAmerica.com reads, “We wanted to pay homage to the hippopotamus. Locals know that hippos are a major part of the ecosystem in West Tennessee,” Generals assistant general manager Nick Hall said. “The Generals are honored to be the first organization in the region to rightly honor the species.”

It went on to say “The designs for the caps and jerseys were done in-house, marking a second team’s departure from the two minor league design kingpins—Brandiose and Studio Simons—this season. The Lowell Spinners went to FS Designs for their new artwork.”

So, you know I had to … and I did … but alas, they’re not available online.  So, I contacted the store directly and for the low low price of a partial mortgage payment, I learned that I, too, can own my own Hub City Hippo fitted cap.

Yep.  For only $43.09 I can get the hat.  $58.09 if I throw in the T-shirt.

I’m not sure if you hear/saw that so I’ll just put it out there again.

$43.09.  For a hat.

$43.09.

For.

A.

*&^%ing.

Hat!

Naturally I stopped for a moment to think this through, catch my breath and ask myself if this is something I really wanted to do.

Well. Yes. I want to do it.

But then I asked myself if this is something I really want to spend my money on?

Ah.  Now we’re singing a different song.

… and as I ponder the pros and cons of the purchase I remind myself of a mani/pedi that Stacy got from a really nice Spa a week or two ago.  She dropped nearly a hundred on that.  Nearly a hundred bucks to get the nails did.

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I take another look at the face of the hippo on the hat.  I LOVE IT.  I really do.  But is it worth the money?

Did I mention it is $43.09?

That’s the price.

Then, I watched this video.   You should totally watch this video.  About five weeks ago The Memphis, TN Zoo welcomed Winnie…  I am serious  It is two and a half minutes.  You should watch this video.

I am SO buying this *&^%ing hat now.

 

Hoping for an Irish Derby in Kentucky Today

2017 Kentucky Derby LogoI don’t know if there has been a time in which I didn’t know who was running in the Kentucky Derby until Oaks Day.

There have been plenty of years I haven’t been immersed in it, but even then I still had a clue.

2017? I have no clue so I am handicapping like a newbie.  Finding horses I think might have a chance and finding a theme I can get behind.

So, here we go:

I am an avid reader and recently finished reading and listening to a book called Himself by Jess Kidd.  A good ghost story that was wonderfully narrated by an Irishman Aiden Kelly.  

I am now reading Spill Simmer Falter Wither by Sara Baume.  I had not realized it was set in Ireland until I started listening to the accompanying Audible book.  This is also narrated by an Irishman, John Keating.  The latter a story about a broken down middle aged man and his new yet older broken down dog.  I am only about 30% in but so far it really is a lovely story about two wonderful souls.  

Add to all this, just two weeks ago Stacy and I went into the city to see Sunset Boulevard for what became the single greatest Broadway experience of my life.  Norma Desmond is not Irish, no.  But we had lunch at Langan’s Irish Pub beforehand, the two guys sitting next to us played French Horn in the show’s 40-piece orchestra and our waitress was a lovely young dark haired Irish woman named Jane who hailed from Cork, Ireland.  She had been in the US four months and depending on who you speak to, I may or may not have embarrassed myself a little with my gushing.

All of this points to one thing only – I am going with the luck of the Irish in the 143 Kentucky Derby.  Here are my bets:

$2 Win Bets on 15 – McCraken & 17 – Irish War Cry

$4 Irish Exacta Box:  15 – McCraken with 17 – Irish War Cry

$0.50 Irish Trifecta Box:    2 – Thunder Snow (bred in Ireland) with 15 – McCraken and 17 – Irish War Cry.

I will also put this in black and white seven hours before post time.  I did read the DRF and studied the form.  I like Irish War Cry in this.  I do.  I am hoping that the pace is slow and he doesn’t spit the bit in the stretch on me.  I also fear the #5, Always Dreaming.  My father-in-law (to be) has keyed him and for good reason.

Stace just called out to me as I am finishing this up and said “Just put $10 to win on Irish War Cry for me.”

God, I love this woman.

Happy Kentucky Derby Day friends.  Win lose or draw one thing is for sure … Stace and I have plenty of Bourbon on hand so we have already won the day!!!

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Stacy & her Dad, the 2016 Derby glass, Bulleit Bourbon, Eagle Rare (thank you MOB), Woodford Reserve (thank you, GMT) and a personalized bottle of Woodford I got Stacy in Louisville when driving back east from Oregon for good.  The bottle is old but the bourbon in “new.”  Below the booze, Dad and I at Saratoga in 1977.

 

 

You Told Him I was Gonna throw a Deuce, Right?

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If you are paying any attention to Major League Baseball you know the future of New York Yankees looks more exciting than it has in years. Fortunately, now that Comcast and the YES Network have put their big boy pants on and came to an agreement, I have Yankee baseball in my home once more. Even though it is about damned time, it could not have come at a better time. if it had not, I would be missing out on something special.

The story of the season thus far has centered around right fielder Aaron Judge. I unabashedly join in the chorus of Bomber fans everywhere singing his praises.

image014The man is a powerhouse. He stands 6′ 7″ tall and 282 lbs. To give a better perspective, Yankee Magazine tweeted out this photo of him with our shortstop Ronald Torreyes. Standing slightly smaller than the average American male, Torreyes is 5′ 8″ and 151 pounds.

That is a big boy.

Just last night, in the 25th game of the year he hit home runs 11 and 12 of the season and in the process is becoming the best thing that happened to MLB’s Stratcast since its 2015 inception.

I know. I had no idea either. But since it keeps coming up when people talk about him, I felt it was time to learn. Now it’s your turn.

Statcast is a high-speed, high-accuracy, automated tool developed to analyze player movements and athletic abilities.

With respect to hitting, it measures exit velocity, launch angle, vector, hang time, hit distance and projected HR distance. The latter by calculating the distance of projected landing point at ground level on over-the-fence home runs.

One month into the season Judge is at the top of the list. last week he hit a shot that got out of there in a hurry, exiting at 119.4 MPH. In doing so, he sent Mr. Rawlings 435 feet. No one this season has hit one harder.

Further? Yes.  Harder? No.

When reviewing Stratcast’s Top 50 hardest hit balls of the season, Judge is responsible for nine of them. NINE! Let’s do quick math: 30 teams. 25-man rosters. In the NL, pitchers can hit. This makes a total of 375 potential NL batters and 240 American League batters who are on active rosters.

Of these 615 men, one is responsible for nine of the top 50 (18%) hardest hit basballs in April.  It is the rookie right fielder for the NY Yankees.  Three of those nine were home runs that went 435, 448 and 457 feet.

I have been hearing a lot of comparisons to Derek Jeter lately. That initially gave me pause until I learned these comparisons are with respect to Judge’s mannerisms on and off the field. Polite. Respectful. Professional. Pausing and thinking before he speaks. He does not shoot from the hip. For a young athlete in NYC, that is impressive.

“He’s a little bit like Derek to me,” Yankee Manager Joe Girardi said on Monday. “He’s got a smile all the time. He loves to play the game. You always think that he’s going to do the right thing on the field and off the field when you look at him. He’s got a presence about him. He plays the game to win all the time, and that’s the most important thing. It’s not about what you did that day.

Even Jeter himself is becoming a fan.

“The good thing about him is you can tell from his demeanor and his attitude that he wants to improve,” said Jeter on a video posted on yankees.com “He wants to be better and he handles himself the right way, not only on the field but off the field. So I’m a fan of his.”

Judge’s reaction? He is staying silent.  I think Jeter would have done that, too.

In my limited experience in watching him, Judge comes to play everyday. He comes to win, everyday. That’s also what Jeter did. That’s what all the great Yankees have done in the past and do today.

With a bit of luck, Judge will be one of them. The coming years will tell us yes or no.

But for now, all rise for Aaron Judge!

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NOTE:  Judge named American League Rookie of the Month