VIDEO WEEK: The MVP 2005 Opening
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There were several fine candidates for MVP of Yesterday. Stephen Strasburg, Carl Crawford, Aaron Harang, the Cubs grounds crew that basically got them the win…
But I’m going with Hisashi Iwakuma of the Mariners, who went 8 innings of 4-hit ball, a 0.5 WAR and 11 Ks (and no walks!).
Standings, as always… AFTER THE JUMP:
With two home runs and a good WAR, Starling Marte is the MVP of Yesterday.
Standings, as always, after the jump:
It’s VIDEO WEEK on the Baseball Continuum!
In 1994, then-baseball player Michael Jordan visited the All-Star Game. It provided us with two indelible images:
1) Confirmation that Cal Ripken Jr. was nearly as tall as Michael Jordan (going by listed heights, he was only two inches shorter than MJ).
2) Confirmation that Ken Griffey Jr. was such a big star that even the most famous athlete in the world would go out of his way to get his autograph.
Today, August 18, is an important day, as it is the birthday of the greatest baseball player of all time: Pablo Sanchez. Yes, Pablo Sanchez. The Secret Weapon. You remember him, from back in the day, that Mexican-American wonder-kid who couldn’t speak a lick of English (or so he claimed), but could speak the language of baseball like nobody else. He could throw a no-hitter (although pitching wasn’t his main strength), hit the ball 723 feet, and was also a great multi-sport athlete who also played soccer, hockey, football and basketball.
To this day, it is said, if you find a sandlot, close your eyes, and think of him, you can still hear his song drift through the wind, reminding us all of the legend.
Feliz cumpleaños, Pablo. We know you continue to fight the good fight.
(Oh, and I guess I should take the time to wish a happy birthday to my sister as well.)
With two excellent pitching performances and a hitting of the cycle, Kluber, Gallardo and Cuddyer are the MVPs of the Weekend!
Standings after jump:
Some things I recommend you read:
On the new commissioner, his challenges, and the bloc that was against him:
Other stuff:
As you may know, I am a big fan of the old Backyard Baseball video games. In fact, I have a low-burn campaign to get the original games on Steam. So, with the Little League World Series here, I got to thinking: Whatever happened to those kids? Where are they now? I mean, I presume they lived in California, since that’s where Humongous Entertainment was, and I’m going to guess they’d be in their 20s nowadays (the oldest of them would have been, like, 13 in 1997 and the release of the first game, and the youngest would have probably been 6 or 7. Most of them seemed to be be around 10, 11 or 12), but… what would they be doing now? How did their lives turn out?
I did some research, and here’s what I found. It was a high-achieving group, with three individuals playing professional baseball, several others playing sports in college or professionally, and others going on to stardom or at least happy lives. Sadly, as with any large group of people, there were some who never achieved their dreams, others who lost their way, and even one who who is no longer with us. And then, there is one final person who is a story all of his own…
Pablo Sanchez. The Secret Weapon. The undisputed greatest of all the backyard kids, who was great no matter the sport but was greatest of all in baseball. Nobody ever truly knew much about him, as he only seemed to know Spanish and usually just let his skills do the talking. At least, that’s what everybody thought. In reality, Pablo spoke perfect English, he had learned Spanish- and become instantly fluent in it- in school. And, as he continued to rule anything and everything he tried his hand at, certain eyes were drawn to him. Rumors began to spread of a child who would break all existing sports paradigms, the sports equivalent of a nuclear weapon. Whatever team that would get him would instantly become the greatest on earth, whatever league that had him would become the most popular in the nation, and whatever he endorsed would instantly become the best-selling.
He would upset the balance of all sports and all the economies connected to them, bringing about chaos. Quite simply, the lords of sports decided, Pablo Sanchez could never be allowed to play sports above the youth level.
They came to him a few days before he started High School. All four commissioners of the Big 4, the heads of the IOC, FIFA, NASCAR, and ESPN’s X-Games divisions. Several major CEOs and a few big-name agents. Some say that even a few senators showed up. Never before or since had such a conglomeration come together.
They made Pablo and his family a simple offer: In exchange for not disrupting the natural order of competition and business in the sports world, they would give him a half-billion dollars. A year. Until the age of 50, at which point it would merely become a million dollars a year.
You’d like to think that Pablo would have been incorruptible. But, alas, even he had a price. And so, the greatest athlete of all time never stepped on the field.
Instead, he became something so much greater. You see, while others would have just taken that money, gotten a nice mansion, and lived a life of leisure, Pablo would have no such things. After college (where he was Summa Cum Laude, of course), he began to travel. And he began to help people. You see, over the years, Pablo looked out for his friends. It was he who saved Marky Dubois from the deepest part of the Bayou, it was he who wrote that letter to Mikey Thomas, it was he who helped fund Annie Frazier’s business, it was he who paid Ricky Johnson’s bills, and it was he who gave the tip that led the police to the man who had killed Jorge Garcia. And, yes, it was he who was the one who helped Vicki Kawaguchi turn her life around, something for which she dedicated her book to him for.
Yes, the Secret Weapon still has been amazing, and still can do no wrong. And to this day, if you see a man driving a purple car going “putt-putt-putt” down the road, know that he probably is on his way to do something amazing again, perhaps finding out what really happened with Vinnie the Gooch or looking for what happened to Earl Grey, the soccer announcer who hasn’t been seen in nearly a decade. And you can know that he has made a difference, even if it wasn’t on a sports field…
…well… maybe.
You see, once, during his travels, he came to a town in New Jersey. While there, he went to a youth baseball practice. He saw something in one of the players, something like he once was. He went up to that player. And, in the next few hours, he taught nearly everything he knew to that kid.
You may know that “kid” as Mike Trout.
The Secret Weapon lives on.
Detroit has been in bad shape the last few weeks, losing it’s spot at the top of the AL Central to Kansas City. Thankfully, they do still have Max Scherzer, who struck out 14 and gave up just three hits in yesterday’s win against Pittsburgh. He’s the MVP of Yesterday. It’s his fourth of the year!
Standings… well, you know the drill: