Operation: Sour Grapes
I've noticed a popular tendency to declare various "Operations" when it comes to Nationals baseball. Operation: 87, Operation: 82...um...I'm sure there's been others. Well, with us eliminated, I can only really think of one thing that matters right now. Spite. Sour grapes. Take as many people down with us as we can!
First strike was down in Miami. We mathematically eliminated them. We deraild the D-Train's chances at the Cy Young by disassembling him at the worst point in the season. A loss like that early on might have been forgotten, but right now, here, in the last week? He's toast.
Well. Now we're in the last series of the season, and it's time to create some more havoc. We can mathematically eliminate the Phillies. We can stop the hitting streak that Rollins is on. Might be a little harder, because the Marlins were a defeated team succumbing to the inevitable, and the Phillies still think they have a chance. Oh, but we'll break a few Philly hearts this weekend, I hope.
Cause I'm bitter.
Operation: Sour Grapes hooooo!
Redrawing divisions 2
I over thought. I always overthought. I should have mapped out the divisions I made two posts ago before I tried to redraw the divisions. Then I would have realized that all I needed to do was have the Drays and Rockies trade leagues, and I would have turned
this to
this with much MUCH less transfer of teams from one league to another.
Redrawing divisions...
The last post I made, outlining my idea for a 32-team MLB, has one flaw: the divisions suck, especially the south divisions. This is mostly because I tried to maintain as much as I could in terms of league affiliations and "classic" divisions. So, I decided to get a blank US map, and work out a better idea of how the divisions should be aligned. I mean, it's all a mental exercise, so why not throw everything away.
Step One was to simply draw out where all the current teams are. Note the two new teams in Portland (possibly an odd choice) and Vegas (possibly a pariah because of gambling).
Step Two was to identify the two-team markets, and also what I don't consider being two-team markets. What made the cut were NYC, Balt/Wash, Chicago, LA, and the San Fran area. What did NOT make the cut were Texas, Pennsylvania, and Florida. I figure that if it has to be identified by a state name, it wasn't a two team market. In each instance, I put one team in each league, arbitrarily choosing to maintain the current league affiliations (but no, I can't promise I got the Dodger and Angel dots in the right relationship to each other).
From there, it was a matter of connecting the dots. The AL East was easy, as it follows I-95 from DC to Boston. What this does is put the Phillies into the American League, and it removes the Blue Jays. From there, the NL East was obvious, and Toronto makes the jump from the AL to the NL.
Next up was connecting the two Florida dots and Atlanta with the next closest team, which ended up being the Indians into the NL South. The two North divisions each had to include a Chicago team. The AL North grabs Milwaukee and the two untaken teams to the east. NL North is just the three closest teams that weren't taken.
AL South kind of spreads through a big swath of America. It was inevitable that one league does so. ALW spans the west coast, and NLW the Southwest.
Confused? Well, perhaps I should just show the map where I've got all of the divisions
mapped out.
Textually, the leagues and divisions:
American League:
East: Orioles, Phillies, Yankees, BoSox
South: Astros, Rangers, Rockies, DBacks
North: ChiSox, Brewers, Tigers, Reds
West: Mariners, Whalers, As, Angels
National League:
East: Nats, Mets, BJays, Pirates
South: Braves, DRays, Marlins, Indians
North: Cubs, Cards, Royals, Twins
West: Dodgers, Giants, 51s, Padres
REAL fantasy baseball
This is something that I've turned over a few times in the past over in my Live Journal. Now that I've decided to move all my sports stuff over to this new blog, I figure it's time to bring this post over, especially since most people who read this haven't seen my LJ.
This is a post I first made in April '04, and revisited in December '04, which is what I'm copying into here, with a few edits, as it was written in a brief period when the Nats coming to DC looked in jeopardy, so I said things like "I'm going to assume the Expos still move to DC..." It's not something that everyone will like, and it's certainly something that could stand for some editing, but here we go...
Step one. The new teams. There would be two new teams, Portland and Las Vegas (I had originally said San Antonio). For the sake of argument, let's call the two new teams the Whalers and the 51s (borrowing the name of the Vegas AAA club). They would also both go to the AL to balance out the two leagues.This also doesn't take into account the threats of the Marlins to move. If this happens, assume that Norfolk and San Antonio would probably become the two biggest players for trying to get baseball. Either way, the team would stay in the NL South.
Step two was to line up all the teams, and figure out who would get put into divisions. Seven were easy. The NL South, though, is basically a "teams leftover division".
National League:
East: Nationals, Mets, Phillies, Pirates
South: Marlins, Astros, Rockies, Braves
North: Brewers, Cardinals, Reds, Cubs
West: Dodgers, Giants, Padres, Diamondbacks
American Leage:
East: Yankees, Blue Jays, Orioles, Red Sox
South: Rangers, 51s, Devil Rays, Royals
North: Indians, Tigers, Twins, White Sox
West: Whalers, Mariners, Athletics, Angels
Step three was to create a schedule. I aimed at about 160-164 games. First try I ended up with 162 games. With each team...Own Division: One 4-game home series, one 4-game away series, one 3-game home series, one 3-game away series. This is 42 games.Other three divisions: One 3-game home series, one 3-game away series. This is 72 games. 114 total.Other league, same division: One 3-game home series, one 3-game away series. This is 24 game. 138 total. There would be no need to worry about the traditional regional matchups, as this would take care of all the major ones (Chicago series, New York series, Bay Series, LA Series, and BWI series)I had, at this point, originally said that the teams would then play a single 2-game series against every team in the other league, other division. This is insane. Instead, it would be set up similar to how it is now, with the divisions rotating in a three year cycle. So there would be a 3-game home and 3-game away series with each of these. This is another 24 games for a total of 162
The playoffs. Baseball purists will hate this, but I think that, with this setup, a 16 game playoff would be best. Yes, I said 16. Yes, I realize that this would mean that half of the teams in baseball would make the playoffs. The alternative was to eliminate the Wild Card, which I wasn't willing to do, or to give teams bye series, which just isn't baseball.So. Four division winners, and the top four teams among the non division winners. The second third and fourth rounds would be the same as now. 5-7-7. However, here's the mixup. The first round would be hosted by the division winners, and would be 3-game, single site series. They would be set up so that the WC would be ranked roughly the 5-8 seeds, but with division foes not meeting in this round.
The big question will be what happens if either of the Florida teams move, which I think is possible, for reasons that I think also need to make a trip into this blog from another blog. However, I see the best candidates among cities that are not part of this league as San Antonio and Norfolk, both of which would remain in the Southern division of their league.
Discussion question: Suckier division, NLW or ALS?
This is the end...
My one true friend. The end.
Well, Frank Robinson apparently trotted out the "yup, we've given up" lineup today. Considering that, in the past, he's stated that he's not going to give the young bucks play time because they're unproven, or some kind of circular logic like that, I have no other way to explain a lineup filled with they guys who have been bench warmers the last month. And, since we went into tonight's game 6 games (and, possibly more importantly, 4th place) in the Wild Card race, with the season ending in two weeks, we probably are out. Not mathematically, but logically.
So. Where are we.
It's September 22nd, and we're conceeding that we're out of the Wild Card race. 6 games back. How many people could have possibly thought that would be the case when this team was moving from Montreal to DC with MLB ownership, and an almost entirely interim cast of characters pulling the strings behind the team, arguably not entirely invested in the future of the team. We were picked to be the only team not competiting in the most competitive division in baseball.
At one point we were 19 games over .500. Let's not think about how few games over we are now, how far we've fallen since that lofty high of 50-31, cause this post is all about me being positive about the team.
We've got the best closer in baseball. Out of nowhere! We've got Patterson gearing up to be just an absolute ace over the next few years. We've got a great first round draft pick, showing some real chops when he's allowed to. This is a team that is so much better than most people were saying they would be, and a team that's going to close the season over .500 quite likely.
And they're doing it all in DC.
So, there we go. This post might be horribly homeristic of me, but I can't be entirely uphappy. Now, I won't say everything went perfect. There were unquestionably things that could be changed. NEED changes. Unquestionably need changes. The team is far from perfect. But right now, I'm being positive, so I'm just going to stop there.
Cheer against your own team or you hate America!!
Daily Quicky is perhaps banging the whole "Saints are America's Team" drum louder and more constantly than anyone else (I need to double check, but I think he's mentioned it daily for a week). But today his insanity just crossed the line with the following:
"The Saints as America's Team? Someone forgot to tell the Giants fans...the overwhelming cheers for the Giants indicated the Saints weren't New Yorkers' Team."
At this point I'm trying to decide if Shanoff is crazy, stupid, naive, or some combination of the three for chiding New York fans for cheering for their own team. Is he somehow surprised? Did he actually think that if he said "America's Team" enough, that New York fans (NEW YORK fan) would turn against their own team and support the gold and black?
"Don't try to tell me New York is a fitting "home" for the Saints, that New Yorkers can relate. Didn't hear much empathy Monday night."
The only one expecting any kind of empathy is you. I don't expect any football fan anywhere in the US to cheer for the Saints ahead of their own team, no matter how many times you use that same stupid "America's Team" crap. Let us cheer for who we want to cheer for, and don't act all indignant when we don't cheer for the Saints!
Lamentations
I haven't talked much about the NFL season thus far. The main reason for this is that my team? Is the Packers. Been a Packers fan all my life. My dad was a Packers fan, and he had me cheering for them long before Favre won them a Super Bowl. It makes no sense, neither of us has lived anywhere
near Wisconsin, we're just Packers fans, because who the hell else am I going to cheer for? The Skins? The Ravens? The Saints? Yeesh.
So. There it is, I'm unashamed to admit it.
Which explains why the NFL season has me mostly quiet. First the Pack gets held without a touchdown for the first time since 2000. Next week Favre lights it up, but it's not enough, as the Packers fall to the Browns. The BROWNS! AT Lambeau.
I'm not sure what's happening. In part because it's hard to always get Packers games here in the DC area. But the big question is always: has Favre outstayed his usefulness as a QB? No one in Packer nation really wants to ask that question, because we love him. He will probably go down as one of the top 10 QBs of all time, and possible the best one playing the game in the late 90s. The man has a manic brilliance that just tends to gel an offense around him. He can make passes that some QBs wouldn't dream of. Hell, that some people playing Madden Football on the easiest mode wouldn't dream of. And he makes them.
But...but something is obviously failing right now. He was completely impotent in the first game, and even when he was himself this week, it wasn't enough. And I don't know why. And my Pack is suddenly just falling apart.
At least the Vikings are falling apart too, and worse, since Culpepper now has 8 INT and 0 TD this season. That's the only thing making me feel better about the season, cause I know that Vikings fans would otherwise be gloating like crazy over the Pack collapse.
The ethics of Fantasy Football
My Wombats are about to improve their record to a glorious 2-0 record. Right now I'm a point down, but that's with a quarterback still to go and my opponent's team all in the locker room. This in spite of the fact that I have a 29 point defense and 16 point quarterback sitting on my bench. What can I say, much like the Nationals did for awhile, my team is likely going to win in spite of poor coaching.
But I came close to having to make a rather major decision. Had I put in the correct defense, I'd be ahead of my opponent with a QB left to play, putting myself into a position where it would have been a strategically wise choice to bench my QB, take the zero points, and coast into a win. However, I would feel kind of dirty. It's a perfectly legal and legitimate move, but is it really good sportsmanship, especially in something like a no-money fantasy league? Were they strangers, were this for money, I'd have that QB on the bench as soon as I had things wrapped up, but where is the line?
Ah well, guess I should take my hopeful win, be happy about it, and not worry about the philosophy of fantasy football.
An open letter to Frank Robinson
I'm at a loss for words. Seriously. I simply can't explain what fit of dimentia caused you to keep trotting out relief pitchers with just one out remaining on the game. Considering only two at a time can warm up, I can't even imagine how little time some of them had. Yet you just kept trotting them out until the 5-0 lead we had, with just one out left, became a 5-5 tie, when Cordero coughed up a Grand Slam, thanks to no warm up time. And not expecting to go in. And the sheer bloody mindedness of you thinking we needed to put in our fourth pitcher of the inning.
The only conclusion I can come to is you wanted to lose. That this was an act of active sabotage against the team.
If so, as manager, you have something called a forfeit at your disposal. Next time you decide that you just couldn't handle us winning, use it, and it'll save us all a lot of time and frustration, pulling our hair out while watching you piss away a lead with the most bizarre bit of coaching ever.
Overtime
Watching the Clemson/Miami game today, I remembered on of the things that I really love about NCAA football when compared to the NFL. The NCAA actually finishes games, and manages to create a winner in every game, without resorting to sudden death. I figure that if baseball can play 162 games a season without any ties (All Star Games aside), the NFL should be able to manage 16 games without ties. I know they're rare, but they should be nonexistant. However, I'm not 100% a fan of how the NCAA does it, so here we go, my overtime idea for the NFL (which may or may not be original):
1) As many rounds of overtime as necessary will be played to determine a winner.
2) Each round of overtime shall begin with a coin flip, with the home team choosing home or away. The winner of the toss can choose either whether to play first or second, or which end zone to play towards. The team which loses the coin flip will be allowed to make the other decision.
3) Each team shall be allowed one timeout per overtime.
4) All replays shall be initiated from the booth. Neither coach will be allowed to challenge.
5) Each overtime round shall consist of one possession for each team, playing towards the same end zone.
6) The first overtime shall be started at the defenders 25 yard line. Each subsequent period shall start 5 additional yards from the goal line, pushing no further back than the offensive 25 yard line.
That's the change, right there. None of this two-point-conversion requirement. Keep pushing it back. Make the teams eventually be forced to
earn field goal range. I doubt any game would push much later than 4OT. At that point, the teams are starting at the 40 yard line, getting pushed out of field goal range, and more likely to have had a defensive stop and/or turnover. Else, well, just keep them playing. None of this golden goal crap that lets a team push into field goal range and win it with a kick without the other team even getting a chance at the ball. I know, I know, the defense has to earn the chance for the offense to touch the ball, but in circumstances where both defenses are being seives, it all comes down to settling the game by a coin flip, and that ain't right.
Wither goest Page Two
I've been a fan of ESPN.com for years, and enjoyed reading Page Two, probably from the point that it first started. Thus I was a bit depressed to see that they have finally shuffled off their last vestiges of legitimacy today. It's been a steady decline. Two of their better columnists died. Bill Simmons infected the page with his Boston Homerism. And now, at the high point of the sports year, the overlap between baseball and football, they've devoted a chunk of their update today...for a non-sports related serial novel. And not even a sports related one. And not even a good one.
Sure the site has never been entirely about the sports, that's why it spawned off Page Three a few months back (which has since apparently died) for their completely non-sports related covering of pop culture. But here's the the thing. It's ESPN. It's about Sports! That's what it's supposed to be about. Page Two at least always tried to be marginally sports related. But today, today they've decided to give up.
Sigh.
Let's go...Braves?
Ah, the pain, the pain of it all.
With about two and a half weeks left in the baseball season, the Nationals are 8 games out of the NLE and 3 games out of the Wild Card. What this means is that the NLE is all but decided, and the Braves are going to walk away with their 102947th consecutive pennant, tying a winning streak that dates back to the Lions. No, not the Detroit Lions, I'm thinking Lions v Christians here.
They'll swoon in the playoffs like overstereotyped characters in an 19th century costume drama, but that's neither here nor there right now.
Thus, it comes to a point where all good Nationals fans must rise to the call and...cheer for the Braves? Right now they've still got 7 games scheduled against teams ahead of us in the Wild Card race: the season series closer with the Phils tonight, and then still a home and away split with the Fish. The best thing that can happen for the Nats right now is to win as many games as possible, the onus is always on us. However, the second best thing that could happen is the Braves taking absolutely as many of those games as possible. And, of course, there's that pesky team outside our conference that has played all the NLE teams it's going to this year, but let's just focus on the NLE.
The Nats are playing game 3 of a 12 game stretch against sub-500 teams right now. Of course, three of those games are a trip to the bastard Padres who swept us at home a few weeks back, but let's not think about that. This is absolutely the time that we need to get as many wins in as we can, as the last six games are against the two NLE teams standing between us and second place in the division, and a hopeful wild card bid. Those games scare the crap out of me, so I'm really hoping we can get ahead of those teams going into that season ending run, and then have the motivation of "it's ours to lose" to hopefully not screw up that hypothetical lead.
And to get that hypothetical lead, we need the Braves.
Go Braves.
Well..
Apologies to any real people reading this, but I've turned on word verification for comments. Sick of comment spam.
Speed Round
Item: I wish the Nats would decide if they want to be in the WC race or not. They're just right there on that netherworld line where they're not entirely in it, and they're not entirely out of it either. Pick one. Let me get my heart into a final push over the last three weeks, or let me look forward to next year. Though big love for the team being only 4 out of the WC so damn late in the season. No matter what else can be said, we've still kicked the asses of most expectations of us.
Item: Well, looks like another brilliant season for Wake Forest football. Two games played, two games lost, and who the hell decided it was a good idea to go play
at Nebraska. I think the game was set up back when it briefly looked like we were on an uptick rather than just having a fluke good season.
Item: First week of football, and it still doesn't seem like they should be playing already. Good on the Saints winning (but see the next). But my poor Pack...held without a touchdown for the first time since 2000? By the Lions? We'll see what happens this week at Lambeau, as domes have always been Favre's kryptonite. But how much longer does he really have in him? I love the guy, I think he's the best QB playing and possibly one of the top five of all time, but even he is going to hit his limit. Redskins? That was more of a luck win than skill.
Item: The Saints. Okay, this is touchy. I feel for New Orleans, and everything that they went through, but I hate when I'm told that I have to cheer for a team. And right now, I feel like I'm being told I have to cheer for the Saints. I don't wish them ill, I just don't want to be told every few hours that they're "America's Team" or have it assumed that everyone has to be cheering for them. I'm not cheering AGAISNT them but...well, I also didn't start magically cheering for the New York teams after 9/11.
Item: Bones. Good TV.
Item: My Wombats, my fantasy football team, has started 1-0, mostly thanks to a last minute replacement of Big Ben instead of Green as my starting QB. That accounted for my win margin, I think.
Glimmer of Hope
Right now it's 10 til 8 on the east coast, and I'm blogging as fast as I can, because I fully expect that the situation this entry is about will soon change. Right now with over 20 minutes in the book, FSU, one of the biggest football factories in the nation, is tied 3-3 with The Citadel, a school that isn't even considered a powerhouse in I-AA ball.
20 minutes, and they cannot solve The Citadel defense.
This makes me feel better about the WFU/FSU game than I have in years...or would if we weren't being dropped by Nebraska 14-0 with time still left in the first quarter, with a loss to Vandy already under our belts.
So, I'm just going to savor the schadenfreude of FSU struggling against The Citadel for as long as it lasts.
British baseball update
For those just tuning in, who didn't follow over from my sports posts that I used to have be part of my Live Journal, a little background. I have, for awhile, been surprised that baseball has never gotten much of a foothold in the United Kingdom. I always somewhat figured that any nation that could so thoroughly embrace cricket could get behind baseball. I even know a few residents of the UK who are very curious about baseball, try to catch what games they can, and even have become closeted Red Sox fans, which I try not to hold against them. I mean, they've got to start somewhere, right?
So I saw some news that interested me.
ESPN.com has announced that The Oval, a cricket site in London, is one of several candidate sites for
European MLB games in 2007. The idea, as stated, is similar to the movement of some regular season (usually season opening) games to sites in Mexico and Japan. Rome and Amsterdam seem to be some of the more likely sites, since the nations of Italy and the Netherlands are both going to be taking part of the World Baseball Classic (though the Netherlander team will probably be more of a Curacao team), however it would be interesting to see the movement of games expanded from one series to multiple teams. Now, I'm not going to say send all 30 teams over to England to start their seasons there, but perhaps a dozen teams in 6 sites, or even half of that, would be an interesting outreaching to a continent where baseball hasn't really taken off.
I hope to see this happen. And I hope that it ends up being the Nationals who get to make the trip to the Oval.
Fear and Loathing at Cashman Field
(The following was written on a half dead laptop in a hotel room at the Gold Coast in the early hours of 9/7/2005. It is presented without any editing for spelling, grammar, or content)
I was a few miles north of the Strip, near the border between Vegas and North Vegas, when the hot dogs kicked in.
Ahem. I can't possibly do a spoof or tribute to HST justice, so I'll just stop there.
I love baseball. Those of you who regularly read my blog have quite likely noticed that. A few weeks/months back, I decided that one of the things I would love to do is eventually try and see a ballgame in every state. Now, this is not the time or the place to discuss the logistics of such, as I've done so before. When I decided to head to Vegas for Labor Day, I realized that I had the potential opportunity to add Nevada to the list. Which was great, because the first time I was in town, I had no real way to get to Cahsman Field, home of the Las Vegas 51s, the AAA affiliate of the Los Angeles Dodgers. Second time I was in Vegas, it was December and January, so there was obviously no real hope of seeing a game then.
Cashman Field. It's quite a unique park. The outside construction does not immediately look like a baseball stadium. It is blocky in various earth tones, a description that doesn't do the park justice, as I thought it was a rather attractive park. Beyond the outfield, as is the case in most of Vegas, there are the mountains. The shame, though, is that the outfield walls are all quite tall, which I believe is meant to be a compensation for otherwise short outield dimensions.
Still, seriously, a hitters park no doubt.
Thatnight the 51s were in the first game of the last series of the year, against the AAA affiliate of the Angels, the Salt Lake Stingers. The game itself wasn't really anything to write home about. In fact, I'm almost ashamed to admit it, but it was such a lopsided blowout, and since I was meeting up with other people, I left after the 8th inning with Salt Lake up an astounding 13-1, after an offensive performance that included several home runs, including one grand slam.
Seriously, a hitters park no doubt.
But it was an interesting place to see a ballgame. It was quite comfortable, as there were misters that acted as a sort of air conditioning for the stadium. Seriously, it was quite noticably several degrees cooler in the seating bowl than it was outside the stadium, which is something that they really do have to do, as the temperatures at game time in Vegas can be easily north of 100 degrees. In the shade. I can't imagine out there on the field. If Vegas ever does get a major league team, something that I do hope they pull off eventually, I seriously hope they go dome. At the very least, one of the new retractable roof jobbies that they've got in Houston. Though I can't really imagine when you'd ever want to have the roof open if such was an option in Vegas.
It was a good crowd. They were in the game, there were some Salt Lake fans, enough to mix things up as far as cheering went, and people were staying at the park better than I would expect in a 13-1 drubbing. There weren't any cheers that seemed specific to the team in any way, but that was alright. It was a fun place to see some baseball. Though there are very few bad places to do such, when all things are said and done.
And...there wasn't a slot machine in sight. Which is great, because the purpose of baseball is that it's a great family game, somewhere that mom, dad, kids, grandparents, they can all come, gets some dogs (which were way overpriced for a minor league park, as the prices for items were the same as in RFK Stadium) and watch some baseball. Slots would be an excuse to not pay attention to the game, take away from the game, and would bring betting entirely too close for baseball. And that's important. The biggest spector over baseball, before the steroids boogeyman started, was gambling. Gambling is what is keeping Pete Rose out of the Hall of Fame. And it's the biggest question that baseball, or any sport, has about bringing a major league franchise to the city. Which is a shame, because I think the city could and would support a team. They are starting the process, and have the right idea. The city is in strong consideration for the NBA all star game in a few years, which would be two interesting precidents set. First, it would mean hosting the game at a non-league city, and it also marks the Nevada lawmarkers doing exactly what they needed to do: they passed special legislation stating that betting on the game will be illegal in state casinos.
The only other rule like that in the books right now is that UNLV sports cannot be bet on. A similar law passed surounding whichever pro sports franchise eventually breaks Vegas's cherry, moving it from being a major league city, will go part of the way to assuaging any fears. Though, I think there will always be that hesitence to put a team in this city.
Anyway, I'm drifting away from the game.
I've seen pictures of Cosmo, the 51s mascot, before. However, I never entirely wanted to believe that it existed. For those who haven't seen pictures, he's a large grey alien. Not a Grey Alien, mind you, he's just the color grey, not the prototypical triangular head with almond-shaped eyes. Nope. Instead, he has a huge muzzle with massive teeth, ears that sweep down to his shoulders, and two stalks coming out of the top of his head. Sound familiar?
When I was buying a Cosmo doll, I actually asked the lady checking me out, "does it bother anyone that you mascot is Jar-Jar Binks?" She was defensive, but with a sense of humor. I'm sure she's heard similar questions many many times in the past. She points out the differences, but I'm sorry, there's really very little questioning that the thing is a grey Gungan. The timing is even right, as the minor league team was establish in 2001 as the Vegas Stars (the 51s name came a few years later). So, to any 51s fans reading this, who are shaking your heads, I'm sorry, but your mascot is Jar-Jar.
Other odd thing is the 51s uniforms. Unlike most baseball uniforms, they have chosen to wear their numbers on both the fronts and backs of the jerseys. Thus, on the front, the righthand side has a 51s logo, and the lefthand side has the number in blue. I...have to say I'm not a fan. Because of the different torso lengths of the players and styles of wear, for some people the numbers barely missed the belts, for others there seems to be a good foot between the number and belt. It didn't look all that uniform, frankly.
So. To wrap this rather long and rambling post up:
* Cashman Field = Cool
* Vegas = Major League ready
* Cosmo = Jar-Jar
* 51s uniforms = Ick
Radio Silence
This blog will stand without updates until no sooner than Sept 8. Though when it does return, expect a rundown on Cashman Field.
