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Perfect Pitcher, Imperfect Umpire: Will Bud Selig Act for Armando Galaragga?

Bud Selig needs to ponder whether Armando Galarraga should be given his perfect game, which was taken from him by umpire Jim Joyce when he made a horrific call that ruled Jason Donald was safe at first base even though he was clearly out.

Yesterday was a day that had a little of everything, but the one thing most fans will remember will be umpire Jim Joyce making a safe call on a play that should have been the last play of a perfect game for Armando Galarraga.

Instead of a perfect game, it will go down as a one-hit shutout as the Tigers won the game 3-0. Joyce admitted after the game that he blew the call, but that won’t give Galarraga his perfect game back unless Bud Selig uncharacteristically becomes involved and rules that he should receive credit for his perfect game if Selig has the power to make that decision.

Selig, who has been on the down-low this season, does not like to be pressured into making decisions, so it will be interesting to see if he even comments on the situation. He was in hiding for five days after Alex Rodriguez was found to have used steroids before making a statement.

I can understand not using instant replay for an entire game, but it may be time to use it in the last two or three innings of games. Even the umpire Joyce probably wishes there was instant replay being used last night since the right call would have been made.

Instead, Galarraga, who was ready to celebrate, was shocked to see Joyce call Donald safe. Joyce may have been the only one in the ballpark who thought Donald was safe.

Galarraga, to his credit, maintained his composure after the bad call. Some pitchers, like Carlos Zambrano, may have made an ugly scene in the same situation, but it was amazing how Galarraga remained calm and went back to the mound and recorded the last out.

In the same night we witnessed perfection for 26 batters, we saw imperfection from Joyce, robbing Galarraga of a special moment that almost certainly will never happen again in his major league career.

Galarraga was fourth in the Rookie of the Year voting in 2008 after compiling a 13-7 record but experienced the sophomore jinx in 2009, when his record fell to 6-10.

This year he didn’t even make the Opening Day roster and was sent to Toledo, where he was 4-2 this season after seven starts before returning to the Tigers. He was making his fourth start of the season for the Tigers after being recalled.

Austin Jackson made one of the best catches I have ever seen when Mark Grudzielanek hit a long fly ball that was chased down by Jackson. When the ball was first hit it looked like it would land between Jackson and left fielder Don Kelly, but Jackson made a catch similar to the catch Willie Mays made in the 1954 World Series. I can’t recall an outfielder running as far as Jackson to get to a ball.

We can only wait now to see if Bud Selig will make the decision to give the perfect game back to Galarraga after Joyce took it away from him. I do give credit to Joyce for admitting he blew the call, but that doesn’t give Galarraga his perfect game back.

Knowing how reluctant Selig is to act decisively, he may just add this to his list of things to hand off to the new commissioner in 2012. He has put off for years a ruling on whether Pete Rose should be reinstated and become eligible for Hall of Fame consideration, so there is no reason to expect him to act expeditiously now.

 

Ken Griffey Jr. Retires

It wasn’t the best day for Ken Griffey Jr. to announce his retirement, but it was still time for him to walk away from the game he has played professionally since 1987, when he played for Bellingham of the Northwest League in 1987.

Griffey, at age 40, is in position to be the first No. 1 draft pick since the inception of the amateur draft in 1965 to be voted into the Baseball Hall of Fame in about six years. He is the last player among the 1987 first round picks to retire from baseball.

Only Barry Bonds, Hank Aaron, Babe Ruth, and Willie Mays have hit more lifetime home runs than the 630 Griffey hit during his career. He has never been mentioned as a steroids user, making his numbers even more significant.

I salute Griffey for retiring even though he may have been kept on the roster despite having a non-Griffey type of year. His retirement showed me that he cares too much about the Seattle Mariners to remain on the roster while preventing a better player from helping the team.

His .184 batting average and two extra-base hits in 108 plate appearances with no home runs and seven runs batted in show he made the right decision. I have more respect for Griffey than ever for making this unselfish move to walk away from the game when it was evident he doesn’t have the skills he once had in his 22-year career.

If ever there was a player that is a lock for the Hall of Fame, it is Ken Griffey Jr. He will fall 219 hits short of 3,000 hits, but his other numbers are so overwhelmingly great that he will still go in the first time he is eligible.

He is 14th all-time in runs batted in with 1,836. He made the All-Star team 13 times and was third in AL All-Star DH voting at the time of his retirement. He won a Gold Glove for 10 consecutive years from 1990-1999. He won the 1997 AL MVP award. In addition, he hit 40 or more home runs seven times and drove in 100 or more runs eight times.

Baseball-reference.com compares his stats to those of Hall of Famers Frank Robinson, Reggie Jackson, Mel Ott, Willie Mays, Dave Winfield, and Mickey Mantle.

Griffey missed a lot of games later in his career, which prevented him putting up even better numbers. He played in 130 or fewer games 11 times during his career and played in 100 or fewer games in five of those years.

We laud Griffey for playing the game the right way and for knowing it was time to leave the game he loves behind being a better game because he epitomizes what is good about baseball.

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Is Max Scherzer of the Detroit Tigers Fantasy Baseball-Relevant Again?

To call Max Scherzer’s first eight starts of the 2010 season disastrous would be an understatement.  When you are carrying a 7.29 ERA and 1.67 WHIP, there is no one word to succinctly describe just how bad you’ve been.

We can talk about luck (58.0% strand rate), but the fact of the matter is that he just hasn’t been good.  His strikeouts were down significantly (9.2 K/9 in ‘09 vs. 5.6 K/9 in ‘10).  His average fastball was down nearly 2 mph.

Yet, now back in the comfy confines of Triple A, Scherzer looks like he has suddenly rediscovered his form.  Just look at his numbers through his first two starts:

2 Wins
15.0 Innings
0.60 ERA
0.40 WHIP
17 Strikeouts (10.2 K/9)
2 Walks (1.2 BB/9)
.137 BABIP

We all know the BABIP is unrealistic, so I have to take his overall numbers with a small grain of salt.

The numbers to focus on are the strikeouts and walks.  Obviously, it’s a small sample size and he’s not facing as talented hitters, but the results still speak volumes.  Also, it appears that his velocity is back.  According to The Detroit Free Press, Scherzer sat between 92-95 mph with his fastball in his first start (click here  for the full article).

Here’s an excerpt from an article from the Toledo Blade after that start, which may help to explain his resurgence (click here  for the full article).

“I was working on shortening my arm action to allow my arm to find my natural arm slot,” Scherzer said. “I think that made my secondary stuff better, and allowed me to pitch with three pitches.

“I was able to get my slider over, get my change-up over, and I was able to throw them out of the zone when I needed to.”

That was the purpose of sending him back to Triple A.  He clearly needed to work on something and it just wasn’t happening at the major league level.  He’s going to be back sooner rather than later, and you would think with significantly better results if you are to believe these quotes (and why should we not?)

I was skeptical of Scherzer heading into the season, but at this point you can get him for pennies on the dollar (in other words, he’s on the waiver wire in some formats).  Where else are you going to find that type of strikeout potential at this point in the season?  He’s clearly worth picking up for when he returns.

Is he a lock to be a fantasy ace like some had hoped prior to the season?  Absolutely not, but chances are he’s going to be productive.

What are your thoughts?  Do you buy into the correction of his mechanics?  Is he a pitcher you’d be willing to stash?

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Bullpen Bullies Give Detroit Tigers MLB’s Top Pen

Overtaxed, Detroit’s bullpen has been regularly thrust into high-pressure situations despite a cumulative lack of major league experience.

But as improbable as it sounds, the Tigers employ the most effective pen in the majors.

Let’s wrap ourselves up in numbers for a moment.

Through 43 games, the Tigers bullpen ranks first in MLB in earned run average (2.34), home runs surrendered (six), and slugging percentage against (.296). Of the seven contributors, only one posts an ERA above 2.90 (Phil Coke, 3.54).

Wasn’t the strength of the pitching staff supposed to rest within the starting rotation?

Eddie Bonine, one of the most unsung relievers in the game, has surrendered a run in just two of his 17 outings. Emerging stalwart Ryan Perry ranks third in the American League in holds (eight) and strikes out roughly one hitter an inning. Meanwhile, Coke has collected holds in unlikely situations and proved reliable when the game is on the line.

With trusted mainstays Bobby Seay and Zach Miner shelved, unproven replacements regularly hand the lead to setup man Joel Zumaya and closer Jose Valverde. Atop the bullpen hierarchy, these two have achieved a dominance unseen in recent Tiger history.

Zumaya regained the mastery he left back in 2006, when he punched out 97 in 83.1 innings. In April, he posted a 1.23 ERA in 14.2 innings, punching out 16. Most impressively, perhaps, the fireballer didn’t walk a batter all month, and he leads the AL in reliever strikeouts. The 25-year-old has yet to surrender a homer in 17 games, and despite heavy use, his shoulders, elbows, and wrists are healthy.

If Zumaya can be classified a late-innings leader, Valverde is an end of the game dictator.

Through 21 appearances, his ERA is closer to 0.00 than 1.00 (0.48). Valverde blew his first save opportunity as a Tiger but hasn’t given up a run in 18 appearances since. “Papa Grande” holds the longest active scoreless streak among all pitchers—the opposition hasn’t crossed home plate in 48 days. Under his watch, the opposition bats an embarrassingly low .117.

Valverde defines automatic.

The free-agent signee is slowly developing into a premier closer, and he is discrediting those who questioned his two-year, $14 million contract this winter. To keep Valverde polished, manager Jim Leyland refuses to pitch his closer more than an inning per outing.

But he is the only reliever Leyland is coddling.

High-yielding yet scarily fragile Zumaya has already appeared in 17 games. He has pitched more than one inning 12 times and averages 23 pitches per outing.

After him, Bonine, Valverde, Coke, and Perry have also thrown in at least 17 games. Early rotation troubles plagued Detroit starters to begin the campaign, which caused the overworking of Tiger relievers, but they’ve been stretching deeper into games, lately allowing the back end to catch their breath.

ESPN Baseball Tonight analyst Tim Kurkjian wrote, “A really good bullpen can keep you in a pennant race for the long haul. And that just might be the case with the Tigers this year.”

A game behind Minnesota for first place, Detroit has only scored six more runs than its opponents this year. Most experts credit timely pitching, mainly from the bullpen, for their proximity to the mighty Twins.

Twenty-eight teams have received more production from their starters, but as Justin Verlander and Rick Porcello continue to trend upward, the secondary staff should keep fresh.

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The Case for Eddie Bonine of the Detroit Tigers

Bo·da·cious, adjective: remarkable, outstanding.

That sounds like Eddie Bonine of the Detroit Tigers this year, does it not? That is what I have taken to calling him lately: Bodacious Bonine.

I’ll go one further: Steady Eddie.

I will note, one really has to impress me in order to get labeled with the “S” word.

I have been continually making a case for Eddie Bonine to a sports savvy friend of mine, insisting that Bonine deserved a crack at a few starts. I will now make my pitch to Tiger nation. But I’m not going to bring the heat, my friends, oh lordy no; I’m going to fire a knuckleball.

I will call my first witness, the Texas Rangers. On April 24, Dontrelle Willis was scratched from his scheduled start due to flu-like symptoms. For some unknown reason, lefty Brad Thomas got the spot start.

It took him 66 pitches to get through three innings, surrendering eight hits and four runs. Steady Eddie was called upon to relieve.

I will submit Peoples’ Exhibit 1, the box score from that night. Bonine relieved to the tune of three scoreless innings of one-hit ball. It only took him 35 pitches to do so. With pitching that efficient, had he started, he could have been good for five or six innings.

The Texas Rangers can step down.

I will call my next witness, the New York Yankees. On May 10, Willis was again scratched from his scheduled start, due to a fever of 102. Yikes.

After such a great body of work against the Rangers, one would think Bonine would have received the spot start. Wrong. I will remind you that we are under oath here. Thomas once again was given the ball to start the game.

Peoples’ Exhibit 2, the box score from this game: Thomas threw 68 pitches in three innings, walking three and allowing two runs. Steady Eddie again relieved, throwing 2.1 scoreless innings in only 35 pitches, silencing the Bronx Bombers.

These two games together are a significant body of work, ladies and gentlemen of the jury. In two spot start scenarios for the bullpen, Bodacious Bonine has easily outpitched Thomas. Spot start situations are crucial for a bullpen, for if disaster strikes, the bullpen can be crippled for a week afterward.

This usually happens when a spot starter does not eat enough innings and a heavy workload befalls the rest of the relievers. Crippling the bullpen can, of course, be disastrous, leading to multiple losses.

Good thing Steady Eddie was there to bail them out.

For the season Bonine has only allowed four runs in 22.2 IP. His peripherals are not great—nine walks to eight strikeouts.

The walks are not that bad, and the lack of Ks actually underscores how well he has been pitching. Opponents are putting the ball in play, but the defense is gobbling them up (I will play devil’s advocate on myself by noting that he has a vastly unsustainable .177 BABIP).

The Tigers have been searching for reliable and steady starting pitching. Max Scherzer was sent to Toledo, and understandably Armando Galarraga was recalled to start in his place. Gally has posted decent numbers for the Mud Hens, but I will still make my point clearly: Steady Eddie still deserves a chance to make some starts for the Detroit Tigers. 

Yes, he has been great in the bullpen, but he does not pitch in a crucial role. “Papa Grande” is the closer, with Joel Zumaya, Ryan Perry, and Phil Coke regularly tying down the late inning work. Very rarely does Bonine pitch in a crucial game situation, and that is doing him a disservice. 

(Insert glittering testimonial here to sway an unsuspecting jury.) Plus, this guy throws a knuckleball! How can you not love a guy that throws a knuckleball?!

OK, so Bonine is not a conventional knuckleballer in the same sense as, say, Tim Wakefield. Bonine still sports a good fastball that he throws 51 percent of the time, and only 26 percent of his pitches are high-velocity knuckleballs. 

Still, the game of baseball is so much more enjoyable watching knuckleballers fire junk at opposing hitters.

Remember the heyday of Wakefield in Boston? How about Steve Sparks, the former Tiger who tried to make wearing eyeglasses on the field “cool?”

Anyone remember R.A. Dickey? He pitched against the Tigers a couple times last season. He’s the guy who doesn’t have an ulnar collateral ligament in his pitching elbow. He just resurfaced in the bigs Wednesday, making a start for the Mets and tossing six innings.

Finally, there is Charlie Haeger of the Dodgers, the pride of Detroit Catholic Central High School. 

The game of baseball is so much more fun when a knuckleballer is on the mound, ladies and gentlemen. The People rest their case.

 

Bodacious, as defined on dictionary.com. Advanced metrics on Eddie Bonine were gathered from fangraphs.com

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Ernie Harwell: We Should All Be So Lucky

It is the spring of 1976, before Mark Fidrych’s mercurial career took off, when “the bird” still meant something not so nice.

My friend Kris Donker and I are loitering in the expensive box seats next to the Tigers dugout at Tiger Stadium, prior to a weekend afternoon game. We take in the majesty of the ballpark, with Chicago White Sox players taking batting practice before us.

Unbeknownst to us, we are blocking the access to a swinging gate/door that leads directly to the field.

“Excuse me, fellas!”

It only took those three words for me, not even 13 years old, to know who was speaking them.

Kris and I quickly moved out of Ernie Harwell’s way.

Ernie thanked us and stepped onto the field, probably to do a pre-game interview. After he walked by us, Kris and I just stared at each other.

“Ernie Harwell! That was Ernie Harwell!!”

It is about 14 years later, and I’m now 27. But I’m 13 again when our guest on our local cable TV sports talk show that I am directing arrives in our office.

“Ernie Harwell!”

I didn’t shout it that time, but I wanted to. Certainly I did so internally.

Ernie did the show graciously, of course. We were live, and we took phone calls. The show was called The SportsDesk, and we taped it in Taylor for most of Downriver to see. Well, it was available to them—let’s put it that way.

Ernie and I pose for a photo after the show. Ernie poses with EVERYONE on the crew, it seems, for a photo after the show. He and I are smiling broad smiles, my left arm draped over his shoulder, his right arm embracing me from behind.

It’s among my most treasured items.

It gets better.

It’s the following year, and Ernie has agreed to appear on our show again. By this time I have the photo of him and me developed and blown up, courtesy my friend and photographer, Steve Lloyd.

After the show I show Ernie the photo. Would he sign it, please?

“Now, who are those two handsome fellas?” Ernie says in his voice drenched with Georgia.

It’s all I can do to remain upright.

Ernie signs it. Guess what just got even more treasured?

It’s 1994. An intern at the TV station where I work gives me an audio cassette. It’s the dub of the 1968 album Year of the Tiger, featuring Ernie and Ray Lane’s calls of that wonderful baseball season.

I play that tape until it threatens to snap. I mean, I play it everywhere—my car, in a Walkman while I mow the lawn, in the house. Over and over and over. I practically memorize all of the play-by-play snippets.

It occurs to me that Ernie sounds the same in 1994 as he did in 1968.

Check that: He sounds better.

I don’t know of too many people who can pass away and then spawn millions of personal obituaries.

I was fortunate to have had audiences with Ernie Harwell, but you didn’t need that to be touched by him.

Ernie didn’t broadcast baseball—he painted it. Our ears and our mind’s eye were his canvas.

Lord, have we been blessed in this town when it comes to the men behind our teams’ microphones.

Last year we lost George Kell, and who can’t still hear his Arkansan accent?

The compendium of names is mind-boggling in its iconic splendor.

Bruce Martyn, doing Red Wings hockey on the radio and accelerating your heart rate threefold as his voice raised a couple of octaves during a scramble in front of the net or as Reed Larson was set to blast one from the point.

Van Patrick, for the old-timers. His baritone and inflection doing the Lions were more dramatic than anything they were showing on Playhouse 90 back in the day.

Budd Lynch, who teamed with Martyn in a dream team of announcers.

George Blaha, who is still so good he makes watching the sad sack Pistons palatable.

Bob Reynolds, doing the Lions after Patrick, was as good a football announcer as there ever was.

Paul Carey, who was only the voice of God—that’s all.

You think we’re a little spoiled in this town?

At that table, though, Ernie Harwell sat at the head. He was the Godfather, and the others were his Dons.

I’m not going to tell you anything, really, that you don’t already know about Harwell. Chances are, no one else is either.

That’s because he belonged to all of us. He was a perpetually giving resource. And he was bottomless.

It didn’t stop with his retirement from Tigers announcing in 2002. Ernie didn’t fade away, like a radio signal too far away from its source. He kept his presence felt, whether it was via his Free Press columns or his radio voice-over ads or an occasional interview.

He kept it felt, even when the news he had for us was the worst: He revealed last September that he was suffering from bile duct cancer. And it was fatal.

Ironic, that a man known for broadcasting a sport within which there was no clock now had one ticking against him.

It wasn’t fair, but cancer never is. It’s maybe the most heartless of all the diseases. It fools you into thinking that you’re winning the battle against it, then it rears back, says “F**k you,” and takes you. Or your loved one.

Or OUR loved one.

Ernie fended it off for as long as he could, and he probably accepted his fate better than we did.

Hell, I KNOW he did.

I read the other day that Al Kaline was going to be accepting the Vin Scully Award today on Ernie’s behalf because, as the report said, Ernie was “gravely” ill.

Huh??

“Gravely” ill?

Yeah; Ernie died the next day.

Ernie having cancer was like we were down 3-0 in a playoff series. We knew the end would likely not be good, but until the other team wins that fourth game…

Cancer closed the series yesterday. Ernie maybe grabbed a game or two, but cancer wins it. Again.

The New York Yankees of diseases.

Tigers manager Jim Leyland, so wise in his 65 years, got it right.

“I hope I’m not taken out of context here. But this should be a celebration of a life.”

Yeah. It should be.

Ernie was 92, and we should all be so lucky to make it to that number, for starters. We’d be even more blessed to spend those years doing exactly what we wanted to do, and with the peace that when it’s nearing the end, there’s no fear or regret.

Ernie was at peace at the end. I’m sure of it. He lived a long, happy, faith-filled life. He had the love of a good woman for 69 of his 92 years.

When it comes to luckiest people on the face of the Earth, Ernie Harwell is giving Lou Gehrig a run for his money.

And we, Ernie’s listeners, are coming in a close third.

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