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When You Come to a Fork in The Road, Take It

March 28, 2016

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We all have our favorite “Yogi-isms.” I like them all, but my favorite is one of the least famous of lot. That is, if reciting it to others who say they had never heard it before is any gauge on fame or notoriety. This one concerns a seemingly innocent returned compliment from Yogi to the wife of Mayor John Lindsey after she greeted him so cordially to a fundraising luncheon that her husband had staged in New York City one fine spring work week day many years ago.

When Yogi arrived, he was dressed as the very first breath of spring, wearing a lime-colored striped seersucker suit, a bright flowery green tie, white leather shoes, and a floral boutonniere in his left coat lapel.

Mrs. Lindsey greeted Yogi with as much welcoming spirit as all true New Yorkers hold out for the coming of sunshine that actually remains long enough to melt away the winter snow. It is that time of year when in-touch society dresses cool as a personification of the change in seasons.

Grasping both of Yogi’s gnarled and nubby catcher’s hands, Mrs. Lindsey could hardly contain her great approval of the Yankee star’s spot-on fitting attire for the benefit day-timer event.

“Oh, Yogi,” she gushed, “the mayor and I cannot thank you enough for coming today. “I also cannot tell you sufficiently how much I adore your outfit today. You look so cool!”

“Well, thank you, Mrs. Lindsey,” Yogi reciprocated, before adding, “You know, you don’t look so hot yourself!”

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Once you finish laughing, which I reasonably know is going to happen, if you have never heard this story before, let’s look briefly at why Yogi’s one-liners work so well.

First of all, Yogi Berra is a lovable guy, who just happens to have been one of the great Hall of Fame catchers, a New York Yankee, a longtime symbol of World Series victory, the guy who celebrated Don Larsen’s 1956 World Series perfect game by leaping into his arms after Dale Mitchell took a dubious called strike three final out, the guy who in an earlier Series went ballistic when Jackie Robinson stole home because the umpire called him safe under Yogi’s hard tag, the guy from “The Hill” in St. Louis, Joe Garagiola’s childhood friend, one of the guys who landed on Omaha Beach with the army on D-Day in 1944, a guy who smiled and patiently shook hands with people he never met and would soon forget – guys like me and the hundreds of other Houstonians who greeted Yogi when he came to town for the Hall of Fame’s road trip exhibit at the Houston Museum of Fine Arts in 2004, and a guy who spoke the truth in ways that we all thought were funny, ironic, or sometimes filled with innocent sarcasm or hard-to-figure wisdom.

The Fork in The Road Quote

What better example do we have of “hard-to-figure-wisdom?” All of us grew up in this western culture with the wisdom that our lives are shaped differently by both the roads we take – and fail to take – at the various crossroads (or forks in the road) that came up along the way. Where you went to school. Who you chose to marry. If you chose to marry at all. What you chose to do for a living, Where you chose to live. They are big forks in life, but they are only a small number of those that fill out the big picture for all of us. – How many of us, once we reach a certain age, have not spent a single moment reconsidering, at least, a single choice we might have made differently, now that we’ve had the time to harvest the results of the choices we did make in life?

So how does Yogi’s advice fit as hard-to-figure wisdom? Everybody knows we can’t have it both ways when we come to a fork in the road and get the same result by going either way? Oh yeah? Well, it makes sense if you are both Yogi Berra, and you know what he was really talking about in the first place.

According to an Internet site, The Quote Investigator, “This precise quotation was printed in the salient 1998 work “The Yogi Book: I Really Didn’t Say Everything I Said!”, and its author Yogi Berra provided some context for his statement: ‘I was giving Joe Garagiola directions from New York to our house in Montclair when I said this.’ ”

Nearing Yogi’s New Jersey home, apparently there basically was a “fork in the road” that ultimately would reveal itself after a short drive in either direction from the “fork” as being a loop that actually passes by the Berra home from either the left or right entry points.

So, Yogi was telling the truth. And why not? When he said something, that’s what Yogi did in life. He simply left out the loop part details as he was giving his good friend, Joe Garagiola, something factual. The bottom line: Yogi was trying to tell Joe: “Listen, Joe, when you get to that fork in the road, hey, go left or right. It’s a loop. Either way will get you to my house.”

Only that’s not what he said. What Yogi said was: “When You Come to a Fork in The Road, Take It!

Once the word got around, without the explanation behind what Yogi actually meant, it was left to our minds to pick it up and run with it as something that sounded funny, impossible, and, yes, downright mystical.

Sleep in peace, Mr. Berra. ~ We still love you. ~ And we hope that you and Mr. Garagiola enjoyed your first pepper game together in the Great Beyond on this Easter Sunday of 2016. Wish you could tell us something. – Is Heaven like “The Hill” neighborhood in St. Louis – or is that expectation too literal and too big for the Easter basket wish list?

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eagle-0rangeBill McCurdy

Publisher, Editor, Writer

The Pecan Park Eagle

Houston, Texas

https://bill37mccurdy.com/

 

The Easter Nine Good-Egg Lineup, Plus One

March 27, 2016
.... almost.

…. almost.

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Easter Morning, March 26, 2016

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The Easter Nine Good Eggs and Their One-Man Bench

Pitcher – Ted Lilly (1999-2013)

Catcher – Tyler Flowers (2009-15)

1st Base – Luke Easter (1949-54)

2nd Base – Mose Eggert (1925)

3rd Base – Jeff Cross (1942-48)

Shortstop – Rabbit Maranville (1912-35)

Left Field – Bob Christian (1968-70)

Center Field – Johnny Hopp (1939-52)

Right Field – Pop Rising (1905)

Plus One Bench – Jesus Alou (1963-79)

Manager: Pete Rose *

  • A managerial contribution by Len Levin.

Other Eagle Add Ons:

Easter Team Fight Song: “The Bunny Hop”

Easter Team Spirit Band Leader: Bunny Berrigan

Favorite Band Song When Team Pitching Ace Fails: “Can’t Get Started With You”

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eagle-0rangeBill McCurdy      

Heart of the Easter Lineup

Heart of the Easter Lineup


 

Publisher, Editor, Writer

The Pecan Park Eagle

Houston, Texas

https://bill37mccurdy.com/

 

The Easter Good-Eggs Bench POSTED WARNING: "DON'T SLAM THE WATER COOLER IF YOU STRIKE OUT! WE DON'T WANT YOU TO GET YOU ALL OVER THE REST OF US!"

The Easter Good-Eggs Bench
POSTED WARNING:
“DON’T SLAM THE WATER COOLER IF YOU STRIKE OUT! WE DON’T WANT YOU TO GET YOU ALL OVER THE REST OF US!”

The Eagle Proposal for DH Change

March 26, 2016
Since God gave us the first "designated pitcher", what's wrong with Him also giving us a a new testament for a better way to use the"designated hitter"?

Since God gave us the first “designated pitcher”, what’s wrong with Him also giving us a a new testament from 42 MLB years experience with the old way for a better way to use the “designated hitter” in this century?

 

The problem with all the DH arguments is that they all start and end on two faulty premises that leave neither the pro or con sides any place to go. Both sides, in small groups or large, come together. Unload. Get nowhere. And then walk away to brood some more. Or else, in the case of old NL enthusiasts, simply stop going to see AL games because they are “not real baseball.” – My 31-year old son, Casey, is a perfect example. Those quoted words are his too. He only has seen one Astros game at MMP since Houston moved to the AL and that was in our first new league season. And that was only because the Astros were playing the Cardinals, Casey’s newly adopted team. As you know, the Cards play in the “real baseball” NL, but even the St. Louisans are compromised when they come to Houston because the AL DH rule is in place here. It was one and done for Casey in 2013, once that fact became abundantly clear in person.

The Two Faulty Premises

Faulty Premise #1: That Baseball is exempt from the rules of change that effect everything else in life. Not so. Baseball had been changing all along. It simply bit into one change by MLB that proved divisive over time when the AL was allowed to separately install the DH while the NL continued to play by the old rules.

Faulty Premise #2: That the DH Rule adopted by the AL in 1974 was the only alternative as the answer to pitchers being a dead spot in the batting lineup. Also not so – and we will hope to make a case for a new use of the DH that actually increases all managerial responsibility for strategically deciding how a roster of players are best used in the interest of winning ballgames. Those who support the current DH rule will no longer be able to sit back and wait for the NL to either “come around” or “be forced” into adopting the current DH rule as the only option for that idea.

There’s got to be a better way and some of us think there is.

Where the Eagle DH Plan is coming from

I’m a born in Beeville and raised in Houston NL guy. Unlike most of my NL-blooded friends, however, I have experienced a couple of epiphanies over the three years that the Astros have been in the AL. Here’s what I now see differently:

(1) The strategic depth of decision-making gravity associated with the NL managerial option to pinch hit for the pitcher is over-rated as a hitting strategy move. Just as often, what seems to happen is that managers will use a pinch hitter as a pitcher-change strategy move. It becomes a way to get an ineffective hurler off the mound on the pretext of there being a greater need to pinch hit for him that outweighs the value of leaving him in the game. That way, the manager doesn’t have to go to the mound and hurt the feelings of a big-headed and/or insecure pitcher by taking the ball out of his hands.

Pinch hitting for the pitcher is no superior strategy move. It’s an easy way for NL genius managers to simply kill two birds with one stone.

(2) With pitchers not hitting in the AL, managers in what we in Houston used to call “the other league” have no easy way out, via a pinch hitter, for removing an ineffective pitcher. If the AL manager takes his pitcher out a batter too late, it’s on the manager’s resume’ – with no easier way out of a close interpersonal encounter via a calculated act of pinch-hitter subterfuge.

The AL manager has to make the pitching change move directly by removing the ball from one guy’s hand and placing it the hand of another. If the very first batter against the new pitcher then gives up a bomb, the fans won’t be saying “too bad we had to remove the first guy for a pinch hitter our last time up.” They will be yelling at the manager: “Why did you put that bum reliever in the game?”

Where we are going with this suggestion

First of all,  we need to add that the whole idea came together this afternoon. I needed to write it down now before I lost any of its central points. Parts of it have been growing in my mind for some time, but it wasn’t until I read another specific suggestion by Bob Hulsey at Astros Daily about mid-day this Good Friday that all the parts began to fall in place here.

Bob Hulsey also offers an alternative to the current DH rule that I prefer to what we now have – and it frankly inspired me to take all the governors off our range of choices about the DH. We need to see if reasonable people on both of the current AL/NL polar sides can actually hear something they both would prefer over the current DH we’ve been stuck with for 42 years.

Here’s the specific article link to where I found Bob Hulsey’s DH Plan column this morning at Astros Daily.com:

http://www.astrosdaily.com/column/11302141213fan.html

Here’s where we are going with a far-reaching plan:

(1) First we have to buy into accepting that those two faulty premises I listed at the start are true. Adhering to either of those false premises keeps baseball  from moving ahead. Hulsey’s plan fired the final “eureka” at me when this thought later landed: It’s not the DH that’s so bad. It’s failing to see that the DH could be used differently to actually put more strategical options in the hands of the field manager – and truly beyond any range of thought that now exists in either league. And, of course, we have to both see and accept that even baseball has to deal with change over time, but it doesn’t have to be passive, unconstructive change. It can be, and, hopefully, will be change based upon active study and rethinking and putting into action the finer points of everything I’m about to describe as a better way to use the DH.

Keep in mind – the DH is not going away, but it is in sore need of a better plan for its use in the game – and not be continued as a rule that has established a new position for aging hitters who can no longer run, catch, or throw the ball.

The DH should be a “tool rule” and not a “fool rule”!

(2) Those two points I described in “Where the Eagle Plan is coming from” have been germinating in my noggin for quite some time. If you can see what I’m saying, it will be easier to see why I’ve written my ideas for change in the DH in the way you shall see next. The Eagle Plan (just to give it a name) allows the pitcher to hit, if the manager allows him to do so under the new rules, but it also allows the manager to completely use the NEW DH system with pitchers. If the manager wishes to pay the price of not having to bat at all in a normal game in which the pitcher only comes to bat no more than 4 times, it will cost him on multiple DH tool deployments in one game – and he will have to have a depth of players available who can qualify as answers to the need for one individual time at bat per game.

(3) The Eagle Plan separates pitching and hitting decisions about the pitcher completely. The manager will no longer be able to use one to handle the other.

Here is the proposal in rudimentary form:

The Eagle Plan for the DH

(1) The new DH rule will only apply to pitchers. All hitting substitutions for position players shall continue to be governed by the current rules governing pinch hitters.

(2) The pitcher will bat for himself throughout the game, unless the manager decides to use a DH during a specific time that is coming up for pitcher – and then makes that decision known by the DH’s name to the umpire by the time the man batting ahead of the pitcher finishes his time at bat – and before the pitcher takes a single pitch as a batter.

(3) The use of the DH for any single time in the game does not affect the pitcher’s eligibility to continue. He stays in the game, unaffected on the mound by the manager’s decision to use a DH once or multiple times. Only the manager, injury, or ejection can remove a pitcher from the game.

(4) Only roster players who have not been in the game are eligible for service as a DH. Once they have completed a single time at bat in this role, these players are ineligible to return to the game for any further service as a DH or position player. Batting as a DH now becomes a “one and done” time as a batter assignment per game.

(5) If the pitching spot has 4 chances to bat in a single game, the manager has the power to let him use all, some, or none of those opportunities. If the pitcher (whomever it may be at the time the pitching spot comes up) does not bat at all on a 4 batting opportunity night, for example, it is going to cost the manager 4 roster players whose only service to the game will be their one-each times at bat for whomever is pitching at that time.

(6) To repeat for emphasis: Each DH appearance will be by the manager’s choice. The DH must be a fresh, previously unused player – who then makes a “one and done” batting appearance in the game. The pitcher is not removed because the DH bats for him. Unless injured or ejected, he must stay on the mound until the game either ends, or the manager removes him. Any multiple DH appearances beyond the first one are based on the same conditions and effects that applied to the first DH – for as long as eligible players remain on the bench to fill this “ONE APPEARANCE PER PLAYER PER GAME” role – and the manager decides to use them for the DH purpose.

The Good Effects of the Eagle Plan

(1) More Decisions By Managers. Hitting and pitching decisions by the manager are now totally separated. A pinch hitter cannot be used to remove a pitcher on the bubble. Only a DH can bat for a pitcher. Even if a manager has someone left to hit for a pitcher in the bottom of 16th inning, he’s still considered a DH if he bats for the pitcher – and cannot remain in the game to play any position in the field. – The pitcher, of course, will be allowed to continue, if the manager elects to stay with him in the top of the 17th.

(2) More Balance in the Roster. The roster size may stay the same or even increase, but there will be no career-extension positions called the “DH”. With a single time at bat per game limit upon service to that role, clubs will have to shop for bench players who can both hit and add some strength to the needs of defense and base-running.

(3) Flexibility. Unless a manager calls for a DH, it will be business as it always used to be – and still is in the NL. He may allow a great pitching/lousing hitting pitcher to bat for himself the whole game, if he likes. But if that same pitcher is throwing a no-hitter and is coming up in the bottom of the 8th in a 0-0 tie with two outs, the manager doesn’t have to take the guy out of the no-no opportunity. He can bring in an unused bench hitter as a DH and, if that guy brings a couple of ducks home with his bat, the pitcher can still go back out and finish his no-no in what now becomes a 2-0 win, for example.

(4) Both the NL and AL will finally be playing the same game again. NL managers will then have more strategy decisions to make than they ever had previously; and AL managers will have more strategy responsibility for strategy decisions than they do now.

(5) We can stop worrying about some lights out .352 career DH going into the HOF someday without ever having made a “can of corn” catch in the field.

(6) It’s a very simple plan. The only two groups who won’t “get it” are either the same people who think we can take baseball back to what it was in 1973, or those who currently favor the present DH rule – and who also are patiently waiting for MLB Commissioner Manfred to “make the NL an offer they can’t refuse.”

(7) Keep in Mind. The game has changed. It is not going back to what it was in 1973. And the DH is not going away. Now the question is – can we have a better alternative to the current 42-year old MLB DH plan? – Or do we simply pause – as some pout their way to the baseball exit door – while the rest of us wait for MLB to make that DH offer to the NL that they cannot refuse? If the latter happens, the game is then stuck forever with the current elevation of DH to a position filled with the potential for producing 3,000 hit guys who never take a ground ball in the field.

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A Closing Riddle: What if this happens someday? Two 50-year old guys are standing beside each other at the HOF Induction Ceremonies in July of 2037. One is a .310 hitting, 10-year Gold Glove shortstop; the other is a .329 hitting career DH who broke Pete Rose’s total hits record, but never played a single pitch in the field. They are bumped by a stagehand while they are both standing with the other inductees, plaques in hand, facing the crowd. Both drop their plaques at the same time.

Question: What happens next?

Answer: The former shortstop reacts quickly with his left former glove hand, snaring the falling plaque before it touches the floor of the stage. – The old DH simply looks down at his scratched and shattered plaque on the floor. Since he cannot bend over too well, he smiles and asks the old shortstop to help him pick up the pieces.

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3/26/2016: ADDENDUM: CREDIT WHERE CREDIT IS DUE!

This afternoon, Larry Dierker commented on my column the following:

“I suggested this exact rule change in an email to someone (I thought it was you) a year ago. ….” ~ Larry Dierker, 3/26/2016.

I wrote back in response to Dierk’s comment:

“Larry – You didn’t send it to me. I would have written this column a long time ago and given you credit too, had you done so, but I’m glad we agree on an idea that only blossomed in my head over the past 24 hours. …” ~ Bill McCurdy, 3/26/2016.

A couple of hours later, I decided to research my archives for any possible notice from Larry Dierker on this subject – just to double check my memory. Here’s what I found from Larry Dierker in a comment he posted on this subject in response to my column of 9/10/2015. The column was entitled “The Baseball Rules: Should Any Be Changed?”

Larry Dierker wrote: “Eliminate the DH. Worse than the Black Sox Scandal and almost as bad as MLB. In it’s place, the manager can pinch hit for the pitcher any time without removing the pitcher. But the pinch hitter cannot re-enter the game. The union would squawk. Give them a 26th man on the roster. With 13 pitchers (which is ridiculous in and of itself), managers in the only real baseball league (NL) need an extra pinch hitter anyway. ~ Larry Dierker, 9/10/2015.

My apologies, Larry. You deserve the credit too for this idea. I do not remember reading your comment from last September – and I certainly would have given you initial credit for that central part of the plan, had I consciously remembered. If I did read it, I’m sure it rolled around on some subliminal level and found its way into the blitzkrieg of thought that has assailed me on this subject in the last 24 hours. I know for certain that all of the other ideas I expressed here were things that suddenly converged from a long train ride of private thought. The business of separating pitching change and hitting choice decisions with respect to who bats for the pitcher have been with me a very long time.

Now let’s get on to the important point. – How do we get into a plan for putting this kind of idea into play for serious consideration by all of MLB

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Happy Easter, Everybody!

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eagle-0rangeBill McCurdy

Publisher, Editor, Writer

The Pecan Park Eagle

Houston, Texas

https://bill37mccurdy.com/

 

 

Baseball In The Eye of the McCroskey Beholder

March 25, 2016
The Great 15th Century Fireplace The Hearts Castle, San Simeon, CA Photo by Mike McCroskey

The Great 16th Century Fireplace
The William Randolph Hearst Castle,
San Simeon, CA
Photo by Mike McCroskey

 

Mike McCroskey

Mike McCroskey

Art isn’t the only condition of appreciated beauty that is always first found in the eye of the beholder. As avid baseball fan Mike McCroskey illustrates in this communication in words and pictures to the Pecan Park Eagle, the beauty of our great national pastime may sometimes work that way too from what we perceive in works of art from either history or foreign cultures. Sometimes, all it takes is for us to see some figure in a sculpture holding something that appears to be a baseball bat in his hand.

Here’s how Mike McCroskey explained his experience after touring the Hearst Castle in San Simeon, California on March 15, 2016:

“Last Tuesday, the 15th, I visited the Hearst Castle in San Simeon, California. The first room we entered was the main hall of the main house. There was a fireplace whose hearth was imported from Europe and purported to be made sometime in the 1500’s.  I could not help but notice that each of the 2 men had what appeared to be a bat. I took these pictures especially for our SABR group (in Houston) as maybe the game of baseball is much older than we have previously thought.  If the these are indeed really vintage, vintage baseball players, I couldn’t help but notice they had something else in common with our Houston Babies:  Looks like they, also, had trouble raising money for uniforms!”

~Mike McCroskey, 3/23/2016.

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Close Up Perception 16th Century Baseball ~ Photo and Delusion by Mike McCroskey

Close Up Perception of 16th Century Vintage Baseball Game
~ Photo and Delusion ~ An Unassisted Double Play by Mike McCroskey

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No problem here, Mr. McCroskey. On our family trip to Rome in 2010, the same thing happened to me, big time. The following picture I took later directed me to write a parody on “Casey at the Bat,” once we got home. I’ve written a column on this “Hearst-Castle-Like” personal experience in the distant past, but it will be repeated here for the sake of our bonding in this “doesn’t happen to everybody” associative transference trip into absurdity.

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Casey at the Bat Parody Based on Roman  Statue in Rome, Italy Asa Parody on "Casey at the Bat" September 2010 By Bill McCurdy

Casey at the Bat Parody
Based Upon on a Roman Statue in Rome, Italy
As a Parody on “Casey at the Bat”
September 2010 ~ By Bill McCurdy

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Roman Caesar at the Bat

By Bill McCurdy

The Outlook wasn’t brilliant for the Roman nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play.
And then when Brutus died at first, and Seneca did the same,
A sickly silence fell upon the patrons of the game.

A straggling few got up to go, entrapped in deep despair. The rest
Clung to that hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, if only Caesar could get but a whack at that –
We’d put up Roman numerals now, with Caesar at the bat.

But Nero preceded Caesar, as did also Julius VIII,
And the former was a fiddler and the latter was his date;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Caesar’s getting to the bat.

But Titus let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Caligula, the much despised, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and the men saw what had occurred,
There was “Cali” safe at second and fleet Titus a-hugging third.

Then from 5,000 throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the streets of Rome, it rang the senate bell;
It rattled the Coliseum and recoiled in nothing flat,
For Caesar, mighty Caesar, was advancing to the bat.

There was ease in Caesar’s manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Caesar’s bearing and a smile on Caesar’s face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowd could doubt ’twas Caesar at the bat.

Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands in yoga;
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his toga.
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance gleamed in Caesar’s eye, a sneer curled Caesar’s lip.

And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Caesar stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped-
“That ain’t my style,” said Caesar. “Strike one,” the umpire said.

From the benches, white with Romans, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a Roman-vanquished shore.
“Kill him! Kill the umpire!” shouted someone on the stand;
And its likely they’d a-killed him had not Caesar raised his hand.

With a smile of Saturn’s time gift great Caesar’s visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the spheroid flew;
But Caesar still ignored it, and the umpire cried, “Et tu.”

“Fraud!” cried the maddened thousands, and an echo answered fraud;
But one scornful look from Caesar and the audience was awed.
They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain,
And they knew that Caesar wouldn’t let that ball go by again.

The sneer is gone from Caesar’s lip, his teeth are clenched in hate;
He pounds with cruel-eyed violence his bat upon the plate.
And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go,
And now the air is shattered by the force of Caesar’s blow.

Oh, somewhere in this favored land, the sun is shining bright
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light,
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout;
But there is no joy in Rome today – mighty Caesar has struck out

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eagle-0rangeBill McCurdy

Publisher, Editor, Writer

The Pecan Park Eagle

Houston, Texas

https://bill37mccurdy.com/

Darrell Pittman’s ST 2016 Pictorial Story

March 24, 2016

Prepare for a real treat, Pecan Park Eagle readers! Our personal friends, Darrell Pittman and Susan Pittman, have just returned from their weather-detoured road home trip to Kissimmee with some of their other good friends. As most of you know, Darrell Pittman is also one of the principal operators, along with Bob Hulsey, of Astros Daily, and a monumental baseball history research contributor to our efforts here at The Eagle. Both Darrell and Susan Pittman were valuable contributors also to our 2014 SABR publication: “Houston Baseball: The Early Years, 1861-1961.”

We hope this is a good time for you because Darrell Pittman is about to take everyone on a nice written ride to the Spring Training site of the 2016 bright and shiny Houston Astros, followed by a display of many, many photos taken in Kissimmee, Florida. Watch slowly. And digest them all. This deluge of sensory visual baseball appetizers has to last us from here to Opening Day.

Thank you for this beautiful contribution, Darrell! ~ The Pecan Park Eagle.

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Osceola County Stadium, Kissimmee, Florida ~ Last Astros ST Use in 2016

Note: Troy Brown was the photographer on all game action photos featured in this pictorial. Also, in the above opening panorama, John Mayberry, Jr., son of the former Houston first baseman, was at bat for Detroit when the photo was taken from afar.

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How I Spent My Spring Training Vacation

by Darrell Pittman

My wife Susan and I decided that, with this being the last season of Astros spring training at Osceola County Stadium in Kissimmee, Florida, we would make our first trip there since 2003.

On our previous trips to Kissimmee, we had always gone by ourselves, but this time we were joined by our good friends Troy and Bridgett, a couple with whom we square dance, and Susan’s former co-worker and friend Diane. They are huge Astros fans, too.

We decided to go to the games of March 13, 15, and 16, as Bridgett is a teacher and that was her week off for Spring Break. So while I booked the game tickets online, Susan got on the web and located a beautiful four-bedroom house for us to rent, which worked out to be for about the same daily rate as one room at a good hotel. Even better, the house had a pool and a game room, and was about a half-mile from the ballpark.

On our outbound trip on Friday the 11th, it turned out that we were driving through Louisiana and Mississippi in between two bands of heavy rains. These were the same rains that later flooded Orange and the lower East Texas area, the aftermath of which we would deal with on our return trip. We stopped in Mobile for the night, and continued on Saturday, arriving in Kissimmee about 7 PM.

Before the trip, Susan used her embroidery machine to craft tote bags for the ladies bearing their names and retro Astros logos, which were perfect for carrying sunscreen, cameras, and the swag they (and I) bought at the Astros team store.

The first game we went to was Sunday the 13th against Atlanta. The Astros nipped the Braves, 7-6. Jose Altuve connected for a monster three-run homer in the fourth off Rob Wooten. He, Jason Castro, and Marwin Gonzalez also doubled. The starter, Doug Fister, was touched for three runs (all earned) and one homer over 3 IP. Neal Cotts got the win. It was good to see Bo Porter, now coaching for Atlanta, fist-bumping youngsters in the stands.

The Astros played in Viera against the Nationals Monday, which ended in a 1-1 draw. We opted to hang out by the pool and grill some burgers, so it was an off day for us.

On Tuesday those same Nationals repaid the visit in Kissimmee, rallying for three ninth-inning runs in a 6-4 victory over the Good Guys. Collin McHugh got the start for Houston, going 3.2 and giving up three runs. Marwin Gonzalez hit a solo shot off Gio Gonzalez in the fourth. Jake Buchanan came on the in the ninth with a 4-3 lead but blew the save opportunity (sound familiar?).

At Tuesday’s game we were joined by my good friend Bob, with whom I used to work. He drove in from South Carolina to meet us and stayed over that night.

The Astros played host to the Tigers Wednesday. I figured it would be a perfect storm for the ladies with former Astros heartthrob and current Detroit manager Brad Ausmus appearing in the same locale as the Astros’ backup outfielder and current cutie Jake Marisnick. Though several in the stands were seen to swoon, a crisis was luckily averted as the two were never close enough to be seen together. Oh yeah, the Astros lost 7-3. We were discussing how disappointing a spring Jon Singleton was having when he up and hit a ninth-inning homer.

Bridgett’s birthday was Wednesday the 16th. We were able to arrange to have the stadium show a birthday greeting on their video board between innings, and Susan surprised her with a blingy Astros cap.

We closed up the rent house and left Kissimmee Thursday morning, early enough that we could make Houston without having to stop overnight. The only problem on the return trip was that I-10 at the Texas-Louisiana border was closed due to the flooding I mentioned previously. Rather than take the official detour through Shreveport, we headed south from Lake Charles to Cameron and re-entered Texas at Port Arthur.

Before we left home, we had programmed the DVR to record the games which we were to attend. When we got back, it was pretty cool to see Troy in some of the crowd shots.

Bob is planning to move back to Florida in a few months, so we told him he had to get a house near the Astros’ new crib at West Palm Beach so we could go stay at his place next year. He’s supposed to send us photos of prospective houses for our approval before he buys.

Osceola County Stadium is a nice little ballpark with great views, a cozy feel, and friendly staff. It’s a bit sad that the Astros are leaving after 32 years, but I’m also looking forward to seeing the new place.

All in all, it was a wonderful vacation doing what we love: watching Astros baseball with very dear friends. They say it’s not habit-forming as long as you keep doing it.

~ Darrell Pittman, 3/23/2016.

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The Darrell, Susan, and Friends 2016 Astros Spring Training Photo Gallery

Jose Altuve Homers.

Jose Altuve Homers.

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Carlos Correa

Carlos Correa

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George Springer

George Springer

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Colby Rasmus Goes Deep

Colby Rasmus Goes Deep!

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Jake Marisnick

Jake Marisnick

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Luis Valbuena

Luis Valbuena

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Tyler White

Tyler White

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Matt Duffy

Matt Duffy

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Preston Tucker

Preston Tucker

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Carlos Gomez

Carlos Gomez

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Alex Bregman

Alex Bregman

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Eury Perez

Eury Perez

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Collin McHugh

Collin McHugh

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Doug Fister

Doug Fister

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Former Astros Manager Bo Porter Now a Braves Coach

Former Astros Manager Bo Porter
Now a Braves Coach

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Craig Biggio and Brad Ausmus

Craig Biggio and Brad Ausmus

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Former Astro Brad Ausmus Manager, Detroit Tigers

Former Astro Brad Ausmus
Manager, Detroit Tigers

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Astros Dugout

Astros Dugout

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Autograph Alley

Autograph Alley

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Orbit Gives Fans a Hard Time!

Orbit Gives Fans a Hard Time!

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Darrell and Susan Pittman Photo by the Photbomber

Darrell and Susan Pittman
Photo by the Photobomber

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Bridgett, Diane, and Susan ~ Hard to tell from their attire that they are on a baseball vacation, isn't it?

Bridgett Brown, Diane Miley, and Susan Pittman
~ Hard to tell from their attire that they are on a baseball vacation, isn’t it?

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Susan made these handbags for the girls to use on the trip. - How thoughtful was that? All that and great art too!

Susan Pittman made these tote bags for all the girls to use on the trip. – How thoughtful was that? All that – and great art too!

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A birthday surprise greeting for Susan Brown did hit the screen, but the Astros misspelled her name. - We think it may been the first recorded error in Astros History.

A birthday surprise greeting for Bridgett Brown did hit the screen, but the Astros misspelled her name. – We think it may have been the first recorded error in Astros History.

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Bridgett Brown apparently was happily surprised, even if they did misspell her first name. One consolation? original Houston Colt .45 Pidge Browne is one fo the few who ever misspelled that popular last name. The2016 Astros got part right this time.

Bridgett Brown apparently was happily surprised, even if they did misspell her first name. One consolation? An 0riginal Houston Colt .45 player named Pidge Browne is one of the few who ever misspelled that popular last name. At least, the 2016 Astros got that part right this time.

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Darrell's friend Troy managed to get himself on TV. See the the white arrow pointing Troy out in the upper right hand corner?

Darrell’s friend Troy managed to get himself on TV. See the white arrow pointing Troy out in the upper right hand corner?

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Darrell (far side) and Troy

Darrell (far side) and Troy

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Bridgett and Troy Brown

Bridgett and Troy Brown

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Darrell and his good friend Bob and former co-worker from South Carolina got to have a happy reunion because of the trip.

Darrell and his good friend Bob Sharp, also a former co-worker, who now lives in South Carolina got to have a happy reunion because of the trip.

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Darrell says, that the detour route home through Cajun Country would have ben scenic, but they passed through it in the dead of night.

Darrell says that the detour route home through Cajun Country would have been scenic, but they passed through it in the dead of night. Thanks for making the effort, anyway, friend, and also for sharing your trip to see the Astros in Spring Training with the rest of us. ~ Regards and Best Wishes, Bill McCurdy.

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eagle-0rangeBill McCurdy

Publisher, Editor, Writer

The Pecan Park Eagle

Houston, Texas

https://bill37mccurdy.com/

First Opening Day Game at Old Yankee Stadium

March 24, 2016

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BABE RUTH HITS FIRST HOMER OF ’23 BALL SEASON

Yankees Dedicated New Stadium with 4 to 1 Win Over Red Sox

74,200 See Opening of New Grounds

By Associated Press

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New York, Apr. 18 – Before a record throng announced at 74,200, the New York Yankees, American League champions, opened their new new stadium and the 1923 season today with a 4 to 1 triumph over the Boston Red Sox.

The Yankees did all of their scoring in the third inning, Babe Ruth getting off to a lusty start in his 1923 home run campaign by driving (the ball) into the right field bleachers for the circuit, scoring (Whitey) Witt and (Joe) Dugan ahead of him. Bob Shawkey, veteran Yankee hurling star, pitched brilliantly, holding the Red Sox to three hits, one of which, a triple by McMillan, scored the only Boston run in the seventh. (Howard) Ehmke (of Boston) was effective except in the third inning.

~ Associated Press, Albert Lea (MN) Evening Tribune, April 19, 1923, Page 8.

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April 18, 1923 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 R H E
BOSTON 0 0 0 0 0 0 1 0 0 1 3 1
NEW YORK 0 0 4 0 0 0 0 0 0 4 7 1

 

PITCHING IP H R ER BB SO
BOSTON            
Ehmke L (0-1) 7.0 7 4 4 3 4
Fullerton 1.0 0 0 0 1 1
BOSTON TOTALS 8.0 7 4 4 4 5
             
NEW YORK            
Shawkey W (1-0) 9.0 3 1 1 2 5
NEW YORK TOTALS 9.0 3 1 1 2 5

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EXTRA BASE HITS

BOSTON: 3BH – MCMILLAN (1).

NEW YORK: 2BH: MEUSEL (1); SCOTT (1).

                           HR: RUTH (1).

 UMPIRES: TOMMY CONNOLLY, BILLY EVANS, DUCKY HOLMES.

 ATTENDANCE: 74,200.

 TIME: 2 HOURS TEN MINUTES.

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eagle-0rangeBill McCurdy

Publisher, Editor, Writer

The Pecan Park Eagle

Houston, Texas

https://bill37mccurdy.com/

2016 Astros: 108 Wins, 54 Losses

March 23, 2016
Sports Illustrated Picks 2006 Astros To Win the World Series

Sports Illustrated
Picks 2016 Astros
To Win World Series

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

To: Bob Dorrill, SABR 2016 Astros W-L Pre-Season Record Guess Pool Chair

From: Bill McCurdy, SABR Member, Pecan Park Eagle Columnist, aka “Swami Mack”

Reference: My Guess

Dear Bob:

Put me down for the diving board “W” filled deepest side of the pool this year, Mr. D!

108 Wins and 54 Losses sounds bold enough for me!

Namaste, Swami Mack

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eagle-0rangeBill McCurdy

Publisher, Editor, Writer

The Pecan Park Eagle

Houston, Texas

https://bill37mccurdy.com/

Houston Buffs continue Jimcrow gate, seating

March 22, 2016

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Spec Richardson 1959 General Manager Houston Buffs Affirming Segregated Entry and Seating for Black Fans at Buff/Busch Stadium in 1959 was Spec's policy, even if the club itself was integrated.

Spec Richardson
1959 General Manager
Houston Buffs
Affirming Segregated Entry and Seating for Black Fans at Buff/Busch Stadium in 1959 was Spec’s policy, even though the Houston Buffs baseball club had been integrated since 1954.

 

Houston Buffs continue Jimcrow gate, seating

~ Negro News Press Association (NNPA), The Afro American (Baltimore, MD), April 11, 1959:

HOUSTON, Tex. (NNPA) – The Houston Buffs, competing this year for the first time in the American Association, seem content to acquire their revenue and support from all baseball fans except colored.

For years Buff management has insisted on segregated seating at Buff (now Busch) Stadium, where the Buffaloes perform. It also has been the policy for colored fans to enter through one special side gate or “cubby hole.”

The Houston baseball team was purchased last winter by former baseball great Marty Marion. Previously the Buffs competed in the AA Texas League. But beginning the spring the herd will move up a notch to the AAA American Association.

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But apparently the segregated stands and the “cubby hole” entrance still hold.

Lloyd Wells, sports editor of the Houston Informer, reported this week that he was told by Buff general manager H.B. (Spec) Richardson that colored fans would still be set apart from white fans, and that colored fans would continue to enter the stadium through the one and only side gate.

Said Mr. Wells:

“As it stands now, Mr. Richardson has made the policy clear to the colored public. It is up to colored fans to do what they think is best in view of the facts. As far as I’m concerned, the Buffs are going to play all of their games in Canada.”

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Pecan Park Eagle Editorial on 1959 Buff Stadium Fan Segregation Policies : Res ipsa loquitur.

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About Last Night at SABR

We had a great time at the March 21, 2016 SABR meeting last night. Wall-to-wall numbers turned out at the Spaghetti Western Ristorante on Shepherd Drive in Houston to hear our one and only chapter namesake, Larry Dierker, speak his mind. We were not disappointed by the clock – or by the range of baseball topics that “Dierk” covered in his ninety minutes on the floor, both as speaker and Q&A Question leader with members on their broad range of interests in the game, its rules, and its history – to say nothing of their avid pursuit of insights into Dierker the man, the player, the manager, the broadcaster, and the writer.

Dierker speaks for himself. We do not. If you wanted to know how Larry felt about up-close-and-personal moments in the game, you needed to be there last night, or else, take pot luck and wait until Dierker writes whatever he next chooses to write about, or, hey, here’s a novel idea – join SABR and show up at the next meeting opportunity we have to hear him speak.

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A Pecan Park Eagle Enjoyable Evening Too

We followed Larry Dierker last night with a dramatic reading of two personal poems that have appeared as “TPPE” columns with cartoons. The poems were “Courtesy Runner” and “Crown the Umpire.” – The readings were graciously received and several people came up after the program ended to express their personal appreciation for the effort we put forth in our ten minute spot. – We didn’t do the reading for validation of something that has been part of us since childhood. We did do it to hear for ourselves how these two poems fared as performances beyond the written page. I’ve always considered poems to be little stories that most often carry themselves directly to the reader from the written page, but sometimes work better like the written script to a very short play. – They have to be seen to be heard. It was my conclusion that both these little less-than-profound funny paper cartoons work well either way.

We also distributed copies of each poem to those who might want them. Both contained our website and e-mail addresses for those who may also wish to subscribe to our little nearly daily column blog site. We never do anything to promote The Pecan Park Eagle, except to put the columns out there. And that’s OK. Our work is play – a labor of love that is not about ego or any of the acquisitive paths that the ego embraces. All we try to do is write non-fiction pieces for truth – and fictional works and poems with the wiggle room door open for the creative input that only comes through all writers whose doors are open to the muses of inspiration.

The Pecan Park Eagle Followers Number: Upon Further Review

Somewhere in my remarks last night about The Pecan Park Eagle, I made the point that we had our start at WordPress in 2009 and that, since that time, we have produced almost a column per day. That translates to 2,240 posts published through 3/20/2016. That stat holds true. I knew it like the back of my hand going into last night’s presentation.

Because I only had glanced at the other stats casually prior to going into last night’s presentation, I felt the need to check out their details when I awoke this morning. What I found was most illuminating. My casual mistake has been that, until now,  I have been viewing the site’s total visits/hits list as the number of individual visitors.

That errant viewpoint has been a big mistake, only made small by the fact that I don’t write to run up numbers, anyway, but it’s still important to clarify – since I addressed it differently last night. – Based on all the facts, as I now know them to be, The Pecan Park Eagle is not even close to hitting the “one million individual visitor contacts mark” in 2016.

Through today, 3/22/2016, my confidential website contact data stats show the following ….

Our “TPPE” total for individual visitor contacts = 185,606;

Our “TPPE” total number of visits (hits) by all people from the smaller visitor list = 630,315;

Our “TPPE” Highest Number of Total Visits (Hits) in one day occurred on 9/19/2012 and that number = 2,012.

My sincere apologies, everyone. This error will not occur again. For now, however, I’m simply blown away by the awareness that 185,606 people checked in on The Pecan Park Eagle at least once over the past seven years. To me, that’s a lot of people. They are mostly from the USA, but they also come thinly in numbers from all parts of the world.

What an age this is to be alive!

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eagle-0rangeBill McCurdy

Publisher, Editor, Writer

The Pecan Park Eagle

Houston, Texas

https://bill37mccurdy.com/

 

 

Crown The Umpire!

March 20, 2016

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Crown The Umpire!

By The Pecan Park Eagle

 

Crown – the dear old umpire!

He fills our hearts with joy!

Though we make errors – all day long,

Perfection – is his ploy!

 

It is nothing – til he calls it!

Once he calls it – it’s the law!

Gripe loud – or lewd – or way too long,

And BE banned back – to Arkansas!

 

What’s with these specious arbiters?

These god-men dressed in blue?

But as we try to speak our minds,

It comes out – “god-damn-you!”

 

And as we state those fated words,

His walk-away – just stops,

He wheels around – with chin held high!

We see – we hear – his spraying chops!

 

His eyes are red with anger!

His right arm’s rolling back!

And now – it’s thrusting forward,

Pointing to the outfield track!

 

Beyond the track’s our clubhouse?

Is that what he means to say?

Does he want us to go there?

And spend the rest of the day?

 

And then he makes it very clear,

In a whiskey voice that roars,

“You’re Outta Here, Old Buddy!

Or else – your ass – soon soars!

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eagle-0rangeBill McCurdy

Publisher, Editor, Writer

The Pecan Park Eagle

Houston, Texas

https://bill37mccurdy.com/

 

 

 

 

Houston Gets Major League Baseball, 10/17/1960

March 20, 2016

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“It’s great! Now it’s up to the fans to come out and prove we’re big league. ~ I’m glad to see Houston in the National League because it looks like the National is the stronger of the two leagues. ~ We won’t have to watch television now to see major league baseball.” – Dickie Kerr, 1919 Good-Guy member of the Chicago White Sox and longtime Houstonian, upon hearing the 1960 news that Houston had been awarded an NL franchise.

 

Houston’s Problems (Getting Major League Baseball)

By Associated Press, October 18, 1960

Chicago (AP) – A 2 1/2 year struggle to get major league baseball into the City of Houston ended Monday when the National League formally awarded the fast growing Texas metropolis a franchise.

The Houston Sports Association, headed by Craig Cullinan, Jr., oilman and investment broker, is geared for the monumental task of building a new stadium and putting together an organization which can compete on a major league level.

George Kirksey, a spokesman for the Houston group, said he expects it will take four to five months to clear up various details and begin work what will be the first addition to the eight-team National League in 60 years.

“Well break ground around February or March,” said Kirksey. “And we should have the stadium completed a year after that and up and ready to go in 1962.We have two advantages and those are terrain and climate.”

The stadium will seat 43,581 and will have parking facilities for 22,000 automobiles. It will be located five miles (south) from downtown Houston. All parking concessions and sub-leasing rights will be maintained by the franchise owners. 

Kirksey said his organization doesn’t anticipate any trouble settling with the Houston Buffs of the American Association on the matters of indemnities (that have resulted from the latter’s loss of their AAA minor league territorial exclusivity to operate in the Houston area beyond the 1961 season).

The American League had its sights on the Houston territory, but lost out. Kirksey said his group decided to cast its lot with the “more aggressive” National League.

Before the Association joined the Continental League in an effort to bring major league baseball to the Southwest, attempts had been made to buy the various major league teams for the purposes of transferring a major league franchise to Houston.

Involved were such teams as the Philadelphia A’s, who since have moved to Kansas City, the Cleveland Indians, the St. Louis Cardinals, and the Cincinnati Redlegs.

No actual details involving players, pensions, etc., have as yet been settled and probably will not be until the National League meeting in December.

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In other (AP) news from the same published page, several prominent Houstonians offered their reactions to Houston (along with New York) getting new NL franchises. The reactions, of course, were all about Houston – and nothing to do with New York beyond the unstated recognition that everyone who recalls those times remembers also that it took “two towns to tango” the first NL expansion in 60 years.

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Prominent Houstonians Happy Over New NL Franchise Award:

“Wonderful, wonderful …. that’s just not official. But I certainly want to say that I believe Houston will strongly support first class major league baseball.” ~ Houston City Council Member Louie Welch ( when asked to comment due to the unavailability of Houston Mayor Lewis Cutrer.

“It represents another milestone in the sports life of Houston. It is an honor that Houston, as the sixth largest city, certainly deserves.” ~ Leon Jaworski, President of the Houston Chamber of Commerce and prominent local, but nationally known attorney.

“I feel Houston is entitled to a major league baseball team. It’s a big city in every way, shape and form.” ~ Solly Hemus, St. Louis Cardinals Manager, former MLB player, Houston Buff, and Houston resident of several years.

“It’s great! Now it’s up to the fans to come out and prove we’re big league. ~ I’m glad to see Houston in the National League because it looks like the National is the stronger of the two leagues. ~ We won’t have to watch television now to see major league baseball.” ~ Dickie Kerr, the famous honest pitcher who won two games for the fix-tainted Chicago White Sox in the 1919 World Series. Kerr was also a former head coach of the Rice Owls baseball team briefly in the late 1920s and later the Cardinal farm system manager who mentored Stan Musial through his transition from pitcher to future HOF great hitting outfielder-first baseman. Kerr  also was a Houston resident – and he and his wife lived in a house that Stan Musial bought for them.

~ Article and Quotes by Associated Press, Beckley (WV) Post Herald, October 18, 1960, Page 6.

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eagle-0rangeBill McCurdy

Publisher, Editor, Writer

The Pecan Park Eagle

Houston, Texas

https://bill37mccurdy.com/