A hilarious thing about the movie business is that you can get away with anything as long as you call it "process." Literally, anything. I mean, he's sound asleep! The director is literally sound asleep on set - what the hell's going on here? Well, he's slept through his last three movies, and they were huge hits. It's how he works; that's his "process." He'll wake up at some point and give notes, but for now, let him catch a few Zs. I haven't been in the business that long, but at this point I can't think of a single outrageous behavior that I haven't seen occur on set and then heard excused as someone's process.
There’s certainly nothing wrong with the Braves Way, which (along with the services of three Hall of Fame pitchers) helped Atlanta to 14 division titles. But someone needs to tell Dayton Moore, Dean Taylor, J.J. Picollo, and all the other guys that came over from Atlanta: it’s not 1995 anymore, fellas.... while the rest of baseball is moving forward, the Braves Way seems bent on proving that you can still win with scouts alone. It’s not a coincidence that the Braves themselves have fallen on hard times the last few years, or that the purest distillation of the Braves Way in a single player, Jeff Francoeur, has turned into, well, Jeff Francoeur.
[Frank White] had a little smile that he would flash many times a game. I always took the smile to be not a sign of enjoyment, but a kind of coping mechanism; when he was dumped at second base, when he got his pitch and fouled it off, when he dived for a ball but was unable to make a play, he would get up and flash the smile. I always took it to be his way of saying to himself 'I can deal with this. That was nothing; let's focus on what we need to do.'
The legend goes that Zack Greinke fell in love with an Earth woman. Deciding that he wanted to be with her, he chose to undergo the irreversible process of immersing himself in the red Kyptonian sunlight, stripping him of his super powers. After three or four weeks of being mortal, however, he realized that he needed to trek back to the Fortress of Solitude to see if he couldn't get his powers back. It all worked out in the end, as Greinke returned to Planet Houston and defeated his enemies in impressive style (8 IP, 8 H, 1 ER, 5K). Only hitch: Brian Bannister still knew his secret identity when it was all over, so they had to engage in a very awkward kiss to set everything back the way it was.
The original plan was to put [Horacio] Ramirez adrift in the ocean and let God sort it out, but upon further reflection, the Royals realized that simply releasing Ramirez back into the wild could possibly result in their hitters getting to face him at some point, a shot in the arm that the 13th-ranked Royal offense sorely needs. Also, the MLB CBA does not allow contracts to be assigned in this manner, a clause reinforced when baseball foiled Woody Woodward's plot to have Greg Hibbard garroted at an In-N-Out Burger, his corpse then being deposited into the Strait of Juan de Fuca.
If you're the Mariners, you gotta look in the mirror after this one and ask yourself what you're made of. The Royals threw their two worst pitchers at them in Ponson and Ramirez, and they were still shut down. They should be glad that Trey Hillman didn't throw Kyle Farnsworth out there for further humiliation. Oh wait...
Was talking with a scout recently, trying to gauge how the outside world looks at the Royals. I asked him if what he thought of Gordon, and he says, "Love him. We'd love to have him, what would it take?"
Now, this scout works for a team with several young and established stars in baseball, so I joked that he could include those two stars. a low-level prospect, and the Royals would throw in Jose Guillen. It was a joke, obviously.
I'm not sure the scout understood this. "No deal," he said, then he asked me where to find good Mexican food in Kansas City.
Meche has more strikeouts than any Royals pitcher had in the previous 11 years, but he doesn’t even lead this year’s team. Greinke does. In 182 innings, Greinke has 167 strikeouts, enough to rank fifth in the league in both Ks and Ks per 9 innings. He’s walked just 52 batters, meaning that he’s just the second starting pitcher since 1991 to post a strikeout-to-walk ratio of 3 or better. (The other was Paul Byrd in 2002, when Byrd walked just 38 batters in 228 innings.)
Greinke hasn’t had a true breakout year, partly because he’s given up 21 homers, and partly because his BABIP is an unimpressive .315, leading to more hits than innings pitches. Some of that is bad luck, some of that is bad defense. But the important thing to take away from this is that when you look at the things that are within a pitcher’s control – innings, walks, strikeouts, homers – Greinke has had arguably the best season of any Royals starter this decade.
While Meche is under contract through 2011, Greinke can be a free agent after 2010. I’ve said this a million times, but let’s go ahead and make it a million-and-one: signing Greinke to a long-term deal is Dayton Moore’s #1 priority, whether he realizes it or not."
Of course I [Buzz Bissinger] asked for it by saying in Three Nights that sabermetricians don't love the game of baseball. That set their hair on fire. So did a theory I posed (I emphasize theory) that young pitchers get hurt because they don't pitch enough in the minors. It was four paragraphs in a 7,000-word piece about Kerry Wood for Play, and Wood himself agreed with the theory. What they really hated was that one of my sources was Tony La Russa, whose performance over the past four years, including this one, makes Billy Beane look like a Little League GM."
So much to love about this -- the Beane-LaRussa comparison, the notion that he was unfairly attacked, and more. My favorite is that Mr. Journalistic Responsibility neglects to mention that the "attacks" on Three Nights in August showed that he didn't even bother to do a basic Google search or consult the easily-accessible information that could have established the historical point about innings in the minor leagues once and for all. You see, Buzz, one of the requirements for something called a "theory" (as you so cleverly try to qualify it) is that it can be confirmed or disconfirmed.
As I've said before, I suppose he didn't have any money left for an expensive phone call or email to Stats, Inc. or wherever after picking up LaRussa's bar tab for a night or two.