Griffey’s Hall of Fame credentials were never in doubt. Nor was how he played the game: honestly, heroically, and with more than a little inspiration to share. More …
First, he defected from Cuba. Then, he defected to the bullpen. Now, he’s seemingly derailed. How the development of Aroldis Chapman — as baseball player, as human — went oh so wrong. Read more …
Just when New York needed cool, rational thinking, Terry Collins let a Dark Knight meme and Tommy John redemption narrative get into his head. Read more …
I cannot tell you how much I loved Warren Zevon, his music, his balls-to-the-walls sensibility. When the troubadour was dying of lung cancer over a decade ago, David Letterman had him on The Late Show and asked how the diagnosis had informed his work—and Zevon said “you’re reminded to enjoy every sandwich.”
“You cannot predict the future.”
With apologies to a very smart Dan Szymborski, creator of the ZIPS projection simulator, PECOTA, and the prescient Steamer, conceived literally around the corner from where I once lived on Monroe Place in Brooklyn Heights at the Saint Ann’s School, you are pushing a very heavy rock uphill when you attempt to predict future events. The future is unknowable. This we know. And yet we beat on, bunts against the shift.
There’s something happening here. What it is ain’t exactly clear.
There are so many things. So many moments to hold and rewind as we Cincinnati Reds fans head off in our hardhats to the reconstruction project ahead and you head off for your well-deserved October glory.
Pardon the interruption, Baseball, but there are just a few things that need to be said.
Thanks, Johnny Cueto.Continue Reading