Showing posts with label All-Star Game. Show all posts
Showing posts with label All-Star Game. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

All-Stars Among Us Interruptis



There. Now that the American League has its rightful lead with only six outs to go, let's take a moment to examine something important. You know where.

During some pre-bedtime InterWebs browsing, I stumbled across this. It's short, sweet, and to the point. That is, the commissioner has spoken, if only briefly, regarding one Charles P. Hustle. Quoth Allan H. "Bud" Selig:

"'(Pete Rose's application for reinstatement -- which dates back to September 1999) is under review,' Selig said Tuesday during a question-and-answer session with the Baseball Writers’ Association of America. 'He did, as you know, accept voluntarily a lifetime suspension from Bart Giamatti, and there really isn’t much more I can say about that. I did agree to review it. It is under review. We do spend some time discussing it. But it’s not I think appropriate for me to say any more.'”


Maybe, just maybe, after a two-year hiatus, it's time to fire up the Bank Red Machine again. We'll keep you posted should any Seligears be greased. Now back to the bottom of the eighth.
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Historically Speaking: All All-Star, All the Time (Update: Not Really)

All of the All-Star hubbub is really something. Will Leitch aptly summed up the Homerun Derby with this Tweet last night: "The worst part about the Home Run Derby is knowing how profoundly dumb it is, and going nuts for it anyway. Actually, that's the best part." I gotta agree. Hated the thing at first, find myself more invested in at least paying some attention to it with each new year. Whatever. It's Tim Lincecum and Roy Halladay as your starters this evening. While you wait around, have a look at some All-Star history, just after the jump.

* A few All-Star games that took place today: The National League took a 5-1 victory in Cincinnati, 1953; same city (different stadium, same winning team, almost the same winning score (5-4) today in 1970; and the American League took care of business today in 1992 with a 13-6 win in San Diego.

* At that 1970 game in Cincinnati, a fellow by the name of Richard Nixon threw out the first pitch, which is pretty cool considering that today, exactly 39 years later, Barack Obama, the president of the United Fucking States of America, will again throw out the first pitch.

* There was another aspect to that 1970 game, one that affected the outcome. The National League's Jim Hickman hit a 12-inning single that scored Pete Rose, who wouldn't be denied: Rose bowled over American League catcher Ray Fosse, jarring the ball loose from his mitt, and fracturing a bone in Fosse's shoulder. Years later, the San Francisco Chronicle put together an interesting piece on the play.

* There would've been another All-Star Game listed in that first bulled point: the 1981 contest. It didn't happen on July 14 as slated, though. Instead, it was postponed due to a 33-day-old player strike and eventually played on August 9.

* In the 1992 contest, the American League generated 19 hits in total, but started the game with seven consecutive singles which produced four runs. Seattle Mariner Ken Griffey, Jr. went 3-3 on the evening, including a home run, earning him the game's MVP. Cito Gaston and Bobby Cox skipped for their respective leagues.

And your Sports Illustrated quote of the day came from the mouth of...



...the 2006 American League All-Star Manager Ozzie Guillen, who, in 2005, was asked about his leadership style. His response: "I don't know if I'm a leader, but I have the biggest mouth."
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Monday, July 13, 2009

All-Star Game? More Like All-Star LAME (Not Really, We Love The All-Star Game)

Although all the crappy and roid-fueled big leaguers (except Ryan Franklin) are on sabbatical, it's time for the big-money superstars to shine. Tonight brings us the Home Run Derby, or as I like to call it A Thousand Dollar Ticket To Watch Batting Practice. Tomorrow is the All-Star Game, and Wednesday is absolutely nothing except the fucking ESPY awards. Seamheads, that's always a nice day to wrap your mouth around the barrel of a semiautomatic pistol.

It would be real easy for the All-Stars in the HoG universe to take a three-day hiatus of our own. The hell with that--we've lined up some frolicking festivities for the break. I had a little All-Star chat with old pal Rustoleum, which follows here. Rusto is our token Yankee fan as well as the lifelong nemesis of Banky. Later in the week look for our famous Midseason Report Cards on all the divisions in baseball. Except the Centrals. Because I'm doing those, and I prefer to let them stew til September.


Old No. 7: The All-Star Game is Tuesday, and This Time It Counts. Every time Bud Selig makes a decision I hate it initially but I usually end up coming around--he's a sneaky old fuck that Bud. I thought connecting home field in the World Series was his dumbest notion ever, yet it occurred to me today that it does make this game more compelling. It's still insanely stupid, but is it possible that Bud Selig saved the All-Star Game?

Rustoleum: I suppose the ratings reflect that his idea has worked, but I still don’t think he’s saved it. Let’s face it, it’s still an exhibition. I think the biggest issues are that they need to stop requiring that all teams have a representative and that the offensive starters remain in the game the entire way. This way you can ensure that no shitty Royals make the team and that there is still interest deeper into the game. It would just be more compelling if Pujols or Teixeira were facing Mariano or K-Rod late with the game still undecided. Instead you’re getting Curtis Granderson or Orlando Hudson coming up in the biggest moments of the game. Nothing against those guys, but I’d rather be seeing the best vs. the best. What would you do to improve the game as a whole (Vitamin B-12 shots in the dugout notwithstanding)?

7: I’m torn on mandatory representation. The All-Star Game is a big, important event. It marks the middle of the season, and it’s something that all fans, even half-ass fans, can pay attention to. I don’t have a problem with a lone Royal or Pirate making it every year even if that single player is not worthy of being an All-Star, with one major exception. That exception is that the game is very, very important to what happens in October, and from that standpoint being forced to take that Royal or Pirate sucks.

My solution is allowing players to re-enter the game on a limited basis. This should be the case anyway for catchers in every game—too many managers are hamstrung at the end of games because they’re worried about going down to one catcher with no backup and thus they don’t pinch-hit when they should. But at the All-Star Game, what be wrong with Pujols starting, being pulled for Prince Fielder or whoever in the fifth, then coming back in to pinch-hit in the bottom of the ninth? Everybody wins, except the poor AL pitcher that has to get him out.

The favorite pastime when rosters come out is debating who got screwed. Let's go through the formalities--who were the biggest snubs, and which selections were the most off base?

Rusto: I actually think the rosters are pretty solid. Of course you could certainly question the fans voting in Josh Hamilton, but that’s who they wanted to see. One might say that Jason Marquis may not deserve to be there based on prior years (and who the fuck is Jason Marquis?), but he’s been pretty sharp this year. Still, I think Chris Carpenter or Yovani Gallardo might be more deserving. Wakefield’s questionable, yet he leads the AL in wins and if the game goes extras he could easily pitch 30 innings...for both teams. I definitely questioned why Aaron Hill got in over Ian Kinsler. I think Kinsler is a future star (if not a present one), and that’s what this game is about. But Hill has had a solid first half and got in, deservedly so. Shin-Soo Choo and Matt Kemp also probably feel a bit hosed, but who really cares? There are many players who have had good enough first halves, but players have to be left out. I know you thought “The Sheriff” Mark Reynolds might have had a case, who else am I forgetting here? And How many times did you vote for Manny?

7: Kemp got hosed three times—he should have made it in the first time, he should have been voted in on the Last Man interwebs reality show, and he should have been Carlos Beltran’s injury replacement instead of Charlie Manuel selecting every single Phillie (Philly?). I think Kemp is one of the 30 best players in baseball, let alone one of the 33 best in his league, but Joe Torre won’t even bat him higher than seventh in his own lineup. Maybe he’s cursed.

Pablo Sandoval has a similar case, only he’s even more important to his team than Kemp is. Everyone knew the Dodgers would be good and that the Giants had great pitching, but Fat Ichiro is a major reason San Francisco has the NL’s second-best record. Plus, the NL has more need for a 3B than another outfielder, and Kung Fu Panda can play first and even catch in a pinch.

On the AL side, I am in total agreeance that Wake shouldn’t be there and Kinsler should, but I like the idea of making the knuckleballer the all-time pitcher for both teams after the 14th inning—kind of like in sandlot football when you had an uneven number of players.

I did not submit an All-Star ballot this year—I shirked my civic responsibility. I blame the newborn and my wife’s unrealistic demands that I help out around the house. Had I voted, I would have stuffed the box for Manny—he’s one of the best hitters alive and I don’t think we should discriminate against a man who’s trying to have a baby. Childbirth is a miracle—a loud, annoying, expensive, shit-stained miracle.

I've always felt that there was nothing wrong with fans picking their favorite players. If they want to watch Cal Ripken 20 years in a row, even after Cal was done and there were a hundred better infielders available, fuck it. It's the fan's game. What do you think--should the general public still get to vote for starters?

Rusto: I guess so, it is the “Fan’s Game,” as long as you drop a couple hundred when you go. I definitely feel I should get a vote or twenty five. Still, there’s always a botched pick here and there (Josh Hamilton). Overall, though, I feel the fans do a pretty good job. With the Internet and as big as fantasy sports are nowadays, I think people are getting a broader view of which players truly deserve to be in the game. I’d still rather see it done the way the NFL does it with a one-third fan vote, one-third coaches, and one-third players.

7: I hope the fans always get to vote for the starters. However they divvy up the rest of the team doesn’t matter much to me, so long as they don’t let the media vote. These God damned jackass writers already fuck up the MVP, the Cy Young and the Hall of Fame, leave the All-Star Game alone.

As for reserves, Bud's World Series gimmick has made me reconsider how I'd build a roster. Because, you know, This Time It Counts. No longer do I care about simply rewarding a guy for a nice first half, I want the players who provide the best opportunities to win in late-game situation. Sure, Marquis has been fantastic and "deserves" to be an All-Star. But if I'm Manuel, and the game is tied in the 8th with two on, and my chances for defending my title at home are on the line, am I giving the ball to Jason Fucking Marquis? No God damned way. Give me Gallardo or Hamels or even The Unit, guys that can generate a strikeout and/or have been there in tough spots and come through (even if their '09 stats aren't as good as Marquis'). Same deal with Manny or A-Rod versus, say, Freddie Sanchez. How would you put the end of your bench together?

Rusto: I’m inclined to agree with you, although both you and I know that A-Rod is far from clutch. Problem is those guys only shot of making the game was to be voted in by the fans. They clearly haven’t had All-Star type seasons, be it injury or trying to conceive, and wouldn’t be picked by the managers. I tried my hardest to get Manny in, but apparently others didn’t see the value in trying to stick it to Bud. I found it odd that so many relievers were included on the roster. If I were to put together the roster, I’d want mainly stud starting pitchers who could give me 2-3 innings and maybe two bad ass closers. Off the bench I’d mainly like bombers. Since the starters would be playing the whole game, I’d only need the bench for walk off bombs. As always, steroid shots would be recommended and no Royals allowed. Doesn’t it make more sense to have starters to go longer considering the extra inning games the All-Star Game has had recently? What do you think about the fielders playing in games until the end? I heard, recently, that Dave Winfield played like 12 of 13 innings in one All-Star Game.

7: If I were an All-Star manager, I would take no more than five starting pitchers. Only one gets the start anyway, and it’s really hard to bring those guys in on short notice or to tough situations. The rest should be relievers—closers, middle men, whatever—who are used to dropping into weird spots at the end of games. Buster Olney’s idea was to find the pitchers with the best splits against righties and lefties and just make as many changes in the late innings as necessary. He’s a lot smarter than me, and he should be the next Commissioner of Baseball.

I think defense is not nearly as big a consideration as it should be with reserves. Look at the NL bench—none of those guys are what I would consider excellent fielders, and Miguel Tejada as the lone backup shortstop is just inviting an easy run or two for the Americans. What would be wrong with saving a spot for someone like Franklin Gutierrez, Carlos Gonzalez or Elvis Andrus? I know they can’t hit, but as a late sub in the field they can change a game.

Is a 33-man roster the right size?

Rusto: Maybe in the Ted Williams Frozen Head fantasy league, but in the All-Star Game it’s just too much. Managers feel obligated to get everyone in, there’s very little continuity with that. I think 25 man rosters with 8 fielders, 6 bench players, and the rest pitchers… and no Royals. What do you think, should there be Royals allowed to play?

7: Normally I would have squelched all of your Royal slanderation early on, as this is the House of Georges—recently voted the 96th-best Royals blog on the whole Interwebs. But KC is playing a series against my Red Sox this weekend, and they keep making trades for awful baseball players like Ryan Freel and Yuniesky Betancourt. So fuck them, fuck them straight in the face. No Royals on the All-Star roster.

As I said before, though, I kind of like the fact that every team gets an All-Star, just not when This Time It Counts. The solution, especially with massive teams numbering 33 a side, is for the managers to have some balls. You don’t have to play everyone, and if these guys are going to act like little bitches because they don’t get in fuck them straight in the face too.

This is why I love it when guys make it for the first time. They’re happy to be there, they play hard, and they don’t care if they don’t get in. I’, also glad that Jeff Kent is no longer playing baseball—if he made the All-Star Game and Manuel didn’t put him in he’d murder that old bastard right in the dugout.

What about the uniforms? Should they all wear one set of duds or do you dig it when the players sport their own team's threads?

Rusto: Last I saw, I didn’t have a vagina and I don’t give a fuck. If you’d like, I could have my wife answer this one. She always likes to comment about the players “costumes.” But please, I’d love to hear your opinion on this.

7: Don’t act like uniforms don’t matter. How would you feel if your Yankees starting wearing some of the bullshit batting-practice gear that you see these days? What if they added yellow as one of their colors? Did you have no reaction at all when the Broncos switched their uniforms, or when the D’Bags switched from purple-and-teal to the same red that every other team in baseball wears?

Personally, I think it’s cool when the All-Stars wear their own unis—I hate the jerseys they wear at the Home Run Derby.

Who's going to win this year? Because This Time It Counts.

Rusto: The National Leagues has a pretty good track record as they haven’t won in over a decade...at least they have a tie. Frankly, though, the fans are the real winners here. Because This Time It Counts...sort of.

7: Put me down for a 5-2 AL win, as Poo Holes is so surprised to have protection in the lineup he goes 0-for-3.
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Wednesday, July 16, 2008

We Are Hot Chicks Wednesday: Extra Innings

One thousand, four hundred fifty-eight. That, my friends, is the minimum number of innings a Major League Baseball player signs up for per regular season. No All-Star game, no post-season, no overtime games. Just the regular year's work. Like most first halves of baseball seasons, there've been quite a few games that've gone into extra innings so far this year. Last night's All-Star game was no exception. I did not make it beyond the sixth, as that sweet, sweet darkness took hold of my being. Had I, along with those in attendance, playing, and viewing, made it the distance, I can only imagine it felt something like the last seven years of White House blissery: too damn long. Now I'm sure it had its enjoyable moments. Quite certain, even. But it's a grind out there to make it through nine, let alone extra. We, your proud House of Georges team, offer you, the blessed readership, tips and advice on keeping your head in the game, just after the jump.

Jessica Canizares



Poise. Aptly displayed here by Miss Canzinares is what it takes to mow through games of ten or more innings. A stern stance, confidence, and killer instinct.

Nadia Nicole



Flexibility is certainly a plus, especially down the stretch when the injury bug threatens to bite more frequently.

Emily Scott



Emily is a model for veteran leadership. She's been around for some time,



and knows not to take it personally when substitutions are made, always remembering that hitting the showers early does not constitute failure.

April Stadelman



Overtime in baseball requires an intense focus, especially when a player's stripped down to the bare bones of competition.



Such concentration generates rest and readiness for the next day's game; a clear conscience will hit the pillow nightly.

Carmela DeCesare



In a game of lengthy competition, a little flair goes a long way.



The more flair you display, however, the more your individual tendencies are exposed.



This can be a good thing, though. Exposure can be masked with disguise.

Dannii Harwood



Longer games can be even more brutal in the daytime. The sun will take its toll on the exposed parts of the body, and instigate fatigue with ferocity.



When an extra-innings victory is achieved, though, reaping the reward is twice as pleasing at home.

Irina Sheik



As I mentioned, the hungry look can translate to victory.



Veterans like Irina know that taking it easy on the off days will build a better supply of stamina.



Rest and healthy eating will thwart threats of fatigue and leave a player more flexible, more physically apt.

Shyla Ryan



Those that keep late nights and party hard will find themselves famished at the end of the day, too tired to even stand.



A look back on the previous evening's decisions yields hindsight for the next go 'round.

Rebecca Tysnes



Those who've been deep into the 15th, or played in both ends of a double-header recognize the importance of having a hard body,



and a tranquil mind.

Jeri Lee



Following these practices of health will lead to a stronger heart,



and ample dexterity?

Ramona Chorleau



For pitchers, battling through even nine innings can be trying, especially if your delivery isn't hitting the mitt's webbing like planned.



The best advice is to follow the guns of your catcher, paying close attention to his hands.

Patricia Ford



After an extra-innings games, there will be more numbers for your skipper to crunch.



Not to fret, though. He may have advice on how to better your game next time, especially if you have to come from behind.

Jennifer Korbin



Jennifer knows the importance of keeping cool.



Longer contests will require a player to stay calm and sleek in the heat of a battle.



Taking advantage of competitors' errors and scoring opportunities up the chances for a kickback on the board,



and are likely to help an athlete see through his opponent.



While the opposing guys aren't likely wearing skirts,



chances are they're a bit rougher, even if they lose their cool in a late one.



So remember, keep your pants on and buckle down for the better part of a second game. I promise, you'll enjoy the ending.

Thanks to our friends at the Daily Niner, who always cover innings one through nine, and the donners of Gorilla Masks, who always bring up the rear.
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That Was Quite Posibly My Favorite Baseball Game Ever

Not really, but last night's All-Star Game was a lot of fun. I enjoyed it immensely, and unless you went to bed early, appreciate effective baseball management skills or are related to Dan Uggla I'm sure you did too.

The only thing that could have been better than the epic 15-inning marathon we witnessed, however, was the eventuality toward which we were headed. Until Michael Young lifted a lazy sac fly to right, the distinct possibility of a tie existed. Another tie. The same result that caused Uncle Bud to institute the asinine World Series home-field policy. I desperately wanted it, because that sort of train wreck could have highlighted how ludicrous that policy is.

Actually, had that game continued further into the wee hours, a tie might have been horribly unfair to the National League. Clint Hurdle actually managed his club like it was a real ball game, unlike his AL counterpart Terry Francona. The Boston skipper burned through his bench by the eighth and was one inning into the tenure of his final available pitcher, Scott Kazmir, when the game ended. Kazmir was allegedly off-limits due to his high pitch count from a game a mere two days before, but there he was in the top of the 15th.

We can only speculate what might have happened had the game gone on another inning or two. How long would Francona have stuck with Kazmir, the young oft-injured ace of his surprising divisional rival? As a Sox fan I would have loved to see Kazmir forced to pitch six or seven innings, but there's no way Francona would have done that. At some point, perhaps in the 16th or 17th inning, Francona would have repeated the scenario from 2002 and gone to Selig with his hat in his hand.

All the speculation was focused on a potential tie, but why wouldn't it have been a forfeit? NL closer Brad Lidge had more gas in the tank than Kazmir, and with home field for the Fall Classic on the line why wouldn't Hurdle have demanded to play on or press for an AL forfeit? I doubt Uncle Bud would have the balls to do this, but were I Commissioner last night and the situation been handed to me, I'd have made the position players pitch, and Kazmir and Lidge play the field. Turn it into a farce, I say.

Regardless, it all worked out for Francona. Lidge caved, the AL scored and walked off winners. Francona avoided the potential controversy with Kazmir's workload, he once again obtained home field for his league and very possibly his team in the Series, and J.D. Drew was the improbable MVP. Neat and tidy.

Chaos would have been so much more enjoyable.

Update: The more I'm thinking about this, even more possibilities emerge. Let's say the game did go on, and all the pitchers were done, and position players did start pitching. How would that have worked with the DH? Could the DHs (at the time Longoria and Wright) have simply gone in to pitch? Would the pitchers then be out or would they be forced to bat? Or could another fielder take the mound and be replaced at their position by the DH? I need a little help here, fellas.
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Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Your 2008 HoG MLB All-Star Game Interruption

Wait a minute. I'm confused. This is all too much information for me to process. I need the CyberWebs, the Blogosphere, the WWL, someone, to help me make sense of what just happened. Trust me, I'll sit through seven Brett Favre interviews, six picture sessions of Josh Hamilton hitting homeruns in a derby of sorts, and 47 Travis Henry arrests/violations if someone could please point out to me what in the world just happened.

So, here we are at Yankees Stadium. (Editor's Note: This is the last time an All-Star game that will be played at this park because they're building a new one.) We've seen three and two-thirds innings. (Note: Really. The last time. I know. Our breaking news is a bit much to digest. But, really: the last.)

There are two outs, and Texas Ranger Milton Bradley just reached first via a screwy throw from Hanley Ramirez. That was totally weird. I'm completely uncomfortable even as I type. So we're up to our next batter, but there's a throw over to first! That throw was from Carlos Zambrano to Albert Pujols...

...and Bradley is out?!? What? Out? The first-base umpire just called Milton Bradley out for having too big a lead on first base and not getting back to the bag prior to the pitcher's throw to the first baseman, who then tagged him.

This is so f***ed.

Wait, what the...? They're going to commercial! Is this call really going to stand? Jesus. It is!

I didn't tune in in time to catch the names of the officiating team for this evening's contest, but I'm going to do some research and get to the bottom of this. Clearly, they (especially Blue at first) have no idea what just happened. I mean, you can't take a throw from a Venezuelan to a Dominican and call the African-American on base out!

This is so jacked. I mean, did they even stop to consider how this would've panned out if Bradley were a Cuban? Geez...

I'll tell you what: I did. And there's only one result: World War Three. These guys have got to be more careful with their words. Otherwise, trou-ble.
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Monday, July 14, 2008

Monday Miscellany: 7-14-08

In the shockingest news in the history of all days dated July 14, most of what there is to report to day has to do with baseball. That's right. Each tidbit is random, largely unrelated to the previous or the next, and full of educational facts. To pick up more of what I'm throwing down, click that handy "Read More" apparatus. Suh-wing, batta', batta'. Or, uh, don't balk, pitcha', pitcha'.

Goes Down Looking graces us with the memo that it's never too late for Lima Time.

And perhaps the best news I've heard in many, many, many a month: Billy Packer has called it a career. It might've stretched a 34-year span, but I can't think of a worse basketball analyst. Ever. Give me a 24-hour Brent Musberger/Dick Vitale marathon before torturing me with one game of Packer. The scoop on this comes from Awful Announcing, which is apropos of everything. Well, at least he's calling it the end of his CBS career.

In baseball news, it's Papi being Papi. What a shock. He'll return for a matchup against the Yankees. Convenient? You be da' judge.

Sports Couch Potato has some of the best news I've heard in a long, long time: more outdoor hockey. The game is slated for New Year's Day at Wrigley Field, and will pit Central Division rivals Chicago Blackhawks and Stanley Cup champion Detroit Red Wings against one another. Allegedly, there are tentative plans to have the game be an annual gig at the new Yankee Stadium which will open next year. This. Will Rule. Like I said here, this year's game at Ralph Wilson Stadium was one of the best televised hockey games I've ever watched, and SCP reports that it drew great ratings and provided for some good PR for the league.

Food Court Lunch makes fun of Travis Henry's lack of Puri-Blend Tea here, and condoms here.

Bugs and Cranks offers the latest installment on the Milton Bradley/Josh Hamilton/let's make this a race issue bit of drama, while Babes Love Baseball praises the artist formerly known as C.C. with a brief analysis of his performance(s) thus far in Wisconsin.

Now, everyone...assume the meditative position, close your eyes and focus hard and clearly on fast-forwarding through the All-Star break. Go!
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Monday, June 23, 2008

Way To Go Fans, But You Still Belong Behind Glass

I have returned to the House, and I need to send out a few thank-yous. Thanks to Bank for covering my Baseball In The Daytime shift. Thanks to all of you who expressed concern over my absence. And thanks especially to the Toronto Blue Jays, who canned their manager and hired Cito Gaston. Cito Gaston! That is certainly a blast from the past. Next thing you know the Braves are gonna bring back Bobby Cox.

I wish my hiatus had been a fun one, filled with topless serving wenches mixing mai tais. No dice. It was, alas, related to the old day job. Luckily I can now slip back into the mindless sloth of my normal workday and bombard you, dear reader, with fairy tales about baseball.

I've missed pretty much the entire College World Series, but I understand that Fresno State and Georgia have made the final, which begins its best-of-three tonight. That should be ping-tastic. Up in the bigs, we're in the midst of another round of interleague, but a lot of the focus has turned to the upcoming All-Star Game. Specifically, it's now Bitch About The Fan Vote season! Now I harbor no love for the typical baseball fan, and I have in fact proposed packaging them in aquariums. But just this once, I have to give a pat on the back to the millions of knuckleheads who have voted for the All-Star rosters. You didn't fuck it up nearly as much as normal.

I relinquished my role as Commissioner of our main fantasy baseball league last season, mainly to spend more time writing here. Not that it's a full-time job or anything, but I think a fantasy Commissioner has some basic responsibilities that need to be met. Get to trade approval in a timely manner, plan a decent draft, and give an appropriate amount of shit to deserving parties on the league news page. As they say in Canadia, that's aboot it.

Our pal Rustoleum has taken the reins, and aside from being a douchebag Yankee fan he's ably filled the spot. Lately, though, he's gone on several tirades about the leaders in fan voting for the All-Star game, specifically the number of Cubs leading at this point. Let's look at what's transpired so far and assess how Joe Fan has done.

AMERICAN LEAGUE

If the voting ended right now, your lineup would look something like this:

1. Ichiro CF
2. Pedroia 2B
3. Ortiz DH
4. ARod 3B
5. Manny Being Manny LF
6. Josh Hamilton RF
7. Yook 1B
8. Mauer C
9. Jeter SS

Big Papi almost certainly won't play in the game, so you'll need to find a replacement. Unfortunately, the DH crop this year blows. Travis Hafner is in the tank, and your next four vote-getters are Godzilla, Thome, Frank Cattalanotto(?) and Sheff. That, my friends, is unsavory. Do you have to pick a real DH for that spot? Couldn't you just take the next most deserving hitter (Milton Bradley, for instance) and DH him?

Aside from the Papi selection (which isn't actually a bad one, he's just hurt), the only other egregious pick is Jeter. He's not having a good year. But you know what? Neither's anyone else, and I have zero problem with giving a legend like the Captain a spot, especially when they're closing down Yankee Stadium after this season.

Rusto bitches about Pedroia at second, and there are some issues with him. He's tailed off after a hot start, and Ian Kinsler has better numbers. But there is nothing wrong with Red Sox fans stuffing the ballot box to get a favorite like Pedroia in there. They're the consensus best team in the AL, the defending World Series champ, and if a club like that gets disproportionate representation so be it. Plus Pedroia's gritty, which appeals to all the folks that think Pete Rose is better than Barry Bonds.

And for all of you aggrieved Kinsler partisans out there, relax--he's still going to make the club. Both he and Pedroia deserve to make it, so why quibble over who's starting? It's only when someone completely undeserving gets in (like we'll address in the National League outfield) that folks should bunch up their panties and yell. The AL voting gets my conditional stamp of approval thus far.

Just one thing: where in the hell are the fans of the Angels? I can understand why no Bay-Rays are going to get voted in, nobody goes to their games. And the underrepresentation of the Tigers and Indians is directly proportional to their shittiness on the field this season. But there's no excuse for Vlad in 4th and Torii Hunter in 11th in outfield voting, and to see Casey Kotchman not even in the top 5 at first is dumb.

Meanwhile, the Rangers faithful are exercising their suffrage masterfully. Set aside the deserving nod for Hamilton, who's having a lights-out campaign. Kinsler and Michael Young are second at their positions, Cattalanotto(?) is fourth at his, and Hank Blalock is in the top five at third base. Never mind that Hank Blalock is no longer a third baseman, and never mind that he's been on the DL since April 29, and never mind that he's not really that good. Stuffing the ballot box is a grand American tradition. Vote early and vote often!

NATIONAL LEAGUE

Now here's where it gets a little dicey. If I were filling out this lineup card, I'd go in this direction (keep in mind that these are starters as of June 3, the most recent release of figures):

1. Hanley Ramirez SS
2. Welcome To The Fukudome CF
3. Chase Utley 2B
4. Lance Berkman 1B
5. Chipper Jones 3B
6. A designated hitter (Pat Burrell?)
7. Ken Griffey Jr. RF
8. Geovany Soto C
9. Alfonso Soriano LF

Soriano won't play, which lets you slide Carlos Lee, Matt Holliday or Burrell into that spot (obviously further up the order). You could also insert a true centerfielder like Nate McLouth to improve your defense (just please don't give it to Carlos Beltran).

It's nice to see fans reward Berkman and Chipper for their great first halves at the expense of fixtures Albert Poo Holes and David Wright. And although Miguel Tejada is exceeding expectations in his first year in the NL, Hanley deserves the nod as the Senior Circuit's finest shortstop.

As for the beef about Soto, he is inferior to Brian McCann and Russ Martin, no doubt. But let's acknowledge the flaw of voting for essentially a quarter of a season--most of the votes that will be cast have already been counted, and Soto had a tremendous start. Plus, there's nothing wrong with rewarding the Cubs for posting baseball's best record. They're going to win the World Series--count on it--so I say fill 'er up.

Just don't do it with Soriano. Vote for Derrek Lee or Aramis Ramirez. Vote for Theriot and DeRosa, who gives a shit? But please don't reward Soriano for being an awful baseball player. He's already making hundreds of millions of dollars, don't throw him this bone.

And then there's Griffey. Like Jeter, he meets my criteria as a certain Hall of Famer--so why do I have such a problem with his inclusion in the starting lineup? It's because he can no longer play baseball at a high level. His bat speed is long gone, he's a serious defensive liability, and watching him makes me sad to be an American. Don't take it personally, Junior, Tim Wakefield does the same thing. To me, casting a token pity vote for Griffey makes a mockery of his great career. At least Ripken could still acquit himself admirably in his twilight, and at least Jeter's current bad year is .279/4/32 in the Triple Crown categories. Compare that to Griff's .249/8/32 at a less demanding defensive position.

OK, all this defense of Derek Jeter has made me feel icky and I need to take a shower. Leave all of your reasonable criticism and witticisms in the comments.
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