Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Blake Beavan's Poor Pitch Selection

Reconnaissance work on Starting Pitchers for the upcoming season brought me to Blake Beavan of the Seattle Mariners. Beavan is not, yet, expected to win a spot in big league rotation, but he’s 6’7” 240 lbs. and he started 15 games for the Mariners, as a 22-year old, last season. So, there is reason for optimism. In fact, the Mariners are displaying some confidence by starting Beavan in their cactus league opener on Friday.

Monday, February 20, 2012

College Hoops, Top 5 from 1990-Now

All right folks, it's not baseball, but it adds to another favorite sport: College Hoops. We are doing this. Please add to the discussion. What is your Top 5 lineup for NCAA hoops of players from 1990 - today?

Friday, February 10, 2012

What Will the Braves Do?

The Braves had a terrible collapse last September. People outside of Atlanta don't hear much about it because (a) the Red Sox had a worse collapse, (b) the media loves to report on Boston teams, and (c) even Braves fans don't really care about the Braves.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Favorite Catcher: Wilson Ramos

Anyone who follows on Twitter or knows me personally knows we are big fans of Wilson Ramos and were on edge for the two days he was kidnapped. We were fans when the Twins foolishly traded him for Matt Capps. We expected Wilson Ramos to complement Joe Mauer perfectly, almost as the Girardi to Mauer's Posada.

Fast forward to this morning, and I am on the Subway, reading this outstanding article from Sports Illustrated's Melissa Segura. Please take a few minutes out of your day to read some of the fascinating details of existence in Venezuela. For example:
The kidnappers ... recognized a narrow window of opportunity. They had found Ramos in the vulnerable space between making the major leagues and buying the security that his fame had suddenly necessitated. This is the devil's bargain of the Venezuelan major leaguer: Success comes with a terrible price. He has two main options. He can stay away from his country altogether, or he can build a fortress. High walls, razor wire, prisonlike security doors, private guards in watchtowers—these things signify realism, not paranoia. Ramos, who was getting ready to spend the off-season playing for the Tigres de Aragua of the Venezuelan winter league, earned $415,000 with the Nationals last season, but he still lived with his mother and five siblings in a small concrete box of a house with a corrugated metal roof and no sink in the bathroom.
A few days earlier he'd bought a new house in a safer neighborhood with seven bedrooms and a garden. But there was no hurry to leave the old place. Here young Wilson and his brothers had played baseball in the street with a broomstick bat and a ball of crumpled tape. Here Wilson had gone from the pudgy kid his family called Pipo to the man of the house after his parents' divorce. Long before he signed his first baseball contract, as a 16-year-old scooped up by the Minnesota Twins, he put food on his family's table. He found a horse wandering in the street and collected money from neighborhood children for rides. He caught tropical birds in a homemade trap baited with honey and sold them to a local pet store...
How could we not root for a guy like Wilson Ramos?

Here's to a great season and career for Pipo Ramos.