Friday, June 08, 2018

Sonny Lubick Field at...

This week, the company formerly known as Public Service Credit Union finalized and released their brand update. Normally a release of this nature would not register in my world, but my interest was piqued because of the April announcement of the stadium naming rights partnership between PSCU and Colorado State University. The new brand name and logo would adorn MY beautiful new on-campus stadium for the next 15 years and I wanted to avoid stupid names like Guaranteed Rate Field or WisePies Arena or KFC Yum! Center or Nickelback. (My original wish was that Otterbox, a Fort Collins company started by a CSU grad, was going to pay for the naming rights and name it Sonny Lubick Field at the Otterbox. Alas, it shall only be called that in my mind...)

When the announcement came, Multi-Use Stadium became Canvas Stadium - sponsored by the new look Canvas Credit Union. The logo is a conglomeration of circumflexes that spell out "Canvas" and appear to jaggedly point to the left in a Aggie orange color.
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The name is fine (it's no Otterbox). The logo and colors are fine. But to those of us lucky enough to reside in Colorado know that the official name of the stadium is just a suggestion. Coors Field is #Coors or #LOLCoors. Pepsi Center is "The Can". Invesco Field Sports Authority Field Nameless Broncos stadium is usually just Mile High. Dick's Sporting Goods Park is "The Richard". So what to call this freshly minted northern Colorado beauty? The easy answer won't work because "The Can" will always refer to the Pepsi Center. Here are some random and terrible ideas that I had:
- The Bob Ross
- Happy Little Stadium
- The Circumflex
- The Caret
- The Chevron
- The Chuck Taylor
- The Chuck
- The Otterbox (I can't quit you!)

Jenny Cavnar has a suggestion that sounds fun but may lack the desired machismo required for NCAA football: 

In the grand scheme of things, Canvas Stadium works well. The stadium name is unique in the sports world, it is not terrible, and it is backed by 37,700,000 reasons to like it. Regardless of the name on the stadium, I will be in my seat in the Canvas with a cocktail this fall and the fall after that and the fall after that and the fall after that...

Go Rams.

Friday, September 22, 2017

Double Digits

Despite the details remaining a bit fuzzy (umm... because of the heat... yeah, the heat...), the gravity of what transpired on that fateful Labor Day weekend cannot be ignored. The annual Rocky Mountain Showdown was upon us, my buddies and I had been tailgating, our chests were painted, and we were yelling and cheering from our seats. I happened to be sitting at the east edge of the south stands of INVESCO Field Sports Authority Field Mile High Stadium, overlooking a concession stand packed with hungry students looking for a hot dog. As I was perusing the crowd from above, I saw Adam - a buddy of mine from high school who was a Resident Assistant during that current school year. Standing next to him was this drop-dead gorgeous lady that I had never seen but immediately needed to meet. After some wild gesticulations and loud noises (my specialties), Adam saw me hanging over the ledge and we somehow agreed, through choppy hand gestures, to meet at the bottom of my section after they got their food. As I made my way to the bottom of the section, I fought through the crowd and found Adam - where he casually introduced me to the love of my life.

That story is fifteen years old. Fifteen years since I randomly scanned a concession stand line and my life took a sharp turn to a completely new trajectory.

It started as most college relationships do - two broke kids scraping enough change together to grab a bite to eat. It quickly moved to more serious business - dates in the library where one of us would study and the other would eat sunflower seeds and wander through the section with the over-sized photography books. I will let you figure out who was who. It was during these late nights in the library where our different approaches to our education provided a glimpse of how two individuals could and should meld together. She was focused, dedicated, tenacious, and serious about her studies. I was relaxed, scatter-brained, doing just enough to succeed, and full of stupid jokes. My levity interrupted her (what I considered to be excessive) study sessions and her dedication to those nightly library visits forced me to actually focus on the reason why I was in college in the first place. Looking back now, those hours spent together across the table from each other are a perfect snapshot of our lives together. Sarah provides the stability, the structure, the smarts, the drive. I stare across the table at the gorgeous woman that will actually talk to me with a stupid look on my face. As individuals, we each succeed in our own fashion; we approach life's problems with different viewpoints and from differing angles. But as a couple, we combine our strengths to form an amazing partnership that flattens the valleys and raises the peaks.

After three and a half years of growing together, I decided enough was enough and I took her back to where Adam inadvertently changed our lives. She said yes. I finally breathed.

A year and a half later, I stood at the front of the church waiting for the doors to open. They opened. She was actually there. I finally breathed yet again.

That story is ten years old today. Ten years since the bombshell from the concession line decided that she would tolerate me for the rest of time. Ten years of her mere presence making me a better person. Ten years of sharing my life with my favorite person in the world. Thank you, Sarah, for being my wife for the last ten years.

I love you.
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Friday, February 17, 2017

Final Countdown

Recently Twinkie Town - the SBNation blog on the Minnesota Twins - posted two articles concerning a top-to-bottom ranking of MLB teams. Their main criteria was "Don't rank your top three teams and then say the rest are all tiedI want to see you rank all 30 teams, and explain why you ranked them like you did."  Their second post compiled all of their reader input into a comprehensive ranking of teams from favorite to least favorite. This exercise excited me for several reasons: I wanted up to start talking baseball again, I wanted to start talking baseball again, spring training is right around the corner, and I wanted to start talking baseball again. #Baseball Even though my first objective was to talk about baseball again, a major reason that this was exciting was that there is no cop-out. You can't just lump a group of teams together and say that they have no discernible difference in your personal feelings. There must be a reason that one team is #20 and the next is #21. Being judgmental is REQUIRED! 

[Between the posting of the rankings on Twinkie Town and the publishing of my list, the folks over at Purple Row did the same thing. The Colorado-centric rankings can be found here.]

So here is my take on all 30 teams with the rationale behind each ranking. It is a long post so buckle up, enjoy the list, and let's argue in the comments. 

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Pond Scum
30. St. Louis Cardinals - A few years ago, this spot could easily have been taken by the Red Sox (insufferable winners), Yankees (pompous winners), or Cubs (fanatical, excuse-laden perpetual losers). At this point, however, the Massholes have calmed down their obnoxious World Series drought schtick (at least in Colorado), the Yankees have not been relevant for a while, and the Cubs hired a manager that I greatly admire and amassed a roster that I cannot dislike (despite my valiant attempts). Through their tiresome "Best Fans in Baseball" mantra, their insistence in their successes being a result of the "Cardinal Way," their overzealous love of a Molina, and their obnoxious overvaluing of utility role players, the St. Louis Cardinals have shouldered their way into the position of my least favorite team. If you think my claims are off-base, head over to @BestFansStLouis and you will understand my hatred completely. 

29. San Francisco Giants - Being a consistently competitive division rival of the Rockies should be enough to place the Giants at the bottom of this list. Employing perma-jerks like Barry Bonds and Jeff Kent should also place them here. But that is not the major reason why the Giants are mired in my dislike. No, they are here because any poor performance against the Rockies is accompanied by an excuse. The base runners are tipping pitches. A organization employee in the outfield is stealing signs. And the worst of the excuses - the Rockies are swapping out juiced, dry, humidor-free balls when the Giants take the field at Coors. To this day, I have been unable to figure out how the Rockies could have actually executed this plan. The Rockies would have duped the MLB staff monitoring the humidor, successfully swapped out balls at the right time, and correctly predicted how many balls would be wasted each half inning to only take the juiced balls to the mound in the bottom of the inning. Also, they could not take too many juiced balls to the home plate umpire because if the inning ended then the Giants would get some of the juiced balls in the top half of the next inning. To any reasonably intelligent person, the past few sentences are ridiculous. The Giants are apparently neither reasonable or intelligent. 

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28. Boston Red Sox - Insufferable Massholes. Jonathan Papelbon. David Ortiz's resurgence once he left the Twins. The 2007 World Series. The insufferable loser mentality that immediately changed to a pompous, boastful, and arrogant fan base the instant the 2004 World Series ended. This team and their fans clearly belong in the bottom third. 

27. New York Yankees - Years of mediocre baseball have softened the repugnance surrounding the blue pinstripes, but not enough to pull them out of the dredges of this bottom group. Plus Joe Girardi wants to ban the shift, which is asinine. Isn't every defensive play a shift to some extent? If you anticipate a bunt, the third baseman moves in. Runner on first with less than two outs? Double play depth. Small lead late in the game? Outfields adjust their position based on the batter to prevent extra base hits. The idea by itself is so stupid that it deserves a Pond Scum category nomination, much less the fact that it came from the Evil Empire. 

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26. Chicago Cubs - Over the last several years, the Cubs have desperately tried to win my favor. They hired a man who I hoped would become the Rockies manager (Joe Maddon). They signed one of my all-time favorite personalities to come through the Rockies organization (Dexter Fowler). And their resident kid genius (Theo Epstein) put together a roster of immensely talented and likable players (Anthony Rizzo, Kris Bryant, Fowler). But I continue to resist - their fans are loud and proud at Coors when the Cubbies roll into town and it drives me nuts. I understand that prior to the creation of the Rockies, the only baseball to watch was WGN (Cubs) or TBS (Braves) so there are bound to be plentiful amounts of Cubs fans in the area. But the fact that we are 20+ years into the Rockies existence and the local supporters cannot suppress the onslaught of Chicago fans is tough to swallow. It might be this way in other MLB cities as well, but it still irks me. Maddon, Fowler, and crew might have overcome the annoying fans, but there is still the lingering issue with the ball club tat started in the eighth inning of game six of the 2003 NLCS. You know the game. Bartman. The Cubs held a 3-2 series lead and a 3-0 score advantage in the game. With one out in the eighth, Luis Castillo fouled a ball down the line in left field. Steve Bartman tipped the ball away from the closing Moises Alou, taking away a potential out from the Cubs, and blasting his name into baseball history. Alou's reaction was ridiculous. He demonstratively lambasted Bartman and the fans at Wrigley Field followed suit. The situation got so bad that Bartman was escorted out of the stadium. The Cubs ended up losing the game EIGHT TO THREE. They had a three run lead with five outs to go and they gave up EIGHT RUNS. Should Bartman have backed away from the ball as it came toward him? Yes. Would 90% of the fans watching the game make the same mistake had they been in Bartman's seat? Hell yes, they would. When a baseball flies toward you, your natural instinct is to catch it. The response from Cubs fans that pinned that loss on Bartman was ridiculous and fit perfectly with the Cubs' longstanding scapegoating that has permeated through the organization.

25. Arizona Diamondbacks - I could probably just post a picture of their 2016 jerseys and their position on the list would make sense. Or I could post the original turquoise and purple ones. Instead, I'll post a video of Eric Byrnes grounding out to give the Rockies a berth in the 2007 World Series. I hate the Diamondbacks. 

24. Los Angeles Dodgers - Yankees West. Division rivals. Chase Utley. (Although I do love B-Mac and Kershaw)

23. Detroit Tigers - The Tigers are a division rival to my Twinkies. As a native of Minnesota, you tend to avoid anything related to the state of Michigan. 

22. Philadelphia Phillies - They paid Chase Utley a ton of money and he is a jerkwad. Plus, Philadelphia sports fans hate Santa Claus. 

21. Cincinnati Reds - As I compiled the teams for this list, I listed out the teams division by division. For some reason, I could not remember the fifth team in the NL Central and embarrassingly had to look it up. It was the Reds. While the Big Red Machine was a dynasty and Marge Schott was a crazy person, this team is not memorable at all. Therefore, they are relegated toward the bottom of the group of meh. 

20. Kansas City Royals - Another team that I do not have too much of feeling either way. Even though they are division rivals of the Twins, they had been so bad for so many years that they were completely irrelevant. The reason that they are ahead of the Reds? Their sweet powder blue jerseys. 
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19. Tampa Bay Rays - This team would have been higher a few years ago as they challenged the Red Sox and Yankees for the AL East title with Joe Maddon at the helm and Evan Longoria (Tulo's fellow LBSU Dirtbag) dominating the hot corner. But now Longoria has declined, Maddon has left, and all the familiar players like David Price, Ben Zobrist, and Carl Crawford are long gone. I cannot find a connection between me and this franchise. 

18. San Diego Padres - Talk about complete irrelevance. The Padres are just... there. Their most famous player, Tony Gwynn, was a hitting machine beloved by baseball fans, but his unassuming personality was overshadowed by the others of his time - Ripken, Canseco, McGwire, Bonds, Henderson, Clemens, Schmidt, Dawson, etc. The most notable things about this team are their ridiculous pitchers park and their camouflage jerseys.  

17. New York Mets - The Mets have a lot of things going in their favor. Their rotation is the one of the best in the league, they are the cross-town alternative to the Yankees, and they embraced old man Bartolo Colon. However, this team has historically had a couple successful seasons followed by brutal stretches of ineptitude. Plus, after the Rockies decided that wife-beating Jose Reyes was not worth the roster spot, the Mets happily picked him back up. Throwing people through sliding glass doors is not okay, dude. 

16. Atlanta Braves - A perennial powerhouse for my entire youth, the Braves should be way lower on this list. They were the foil to the 1991 Twins World Series victory, so I should not like them one bit. But my wife is a Colorado native and she was one of the few who spurned WGN baseball for TBS baseball. Her fandom has softened my feelings on the team, just not enough to get into the top half of the league. 

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15. Giancarlo Stanton - I do not like the Marlins. Their owner is the poster child of rich team owners scamming their loyal, local taxpayers. Their old ballpark was horrendous. Their new ballpark has whatever you call that thing in center field. Marlins barely jump into the top half of teams for one reason: Giancarlo Stanton. Anyone who tells you that they are not entertained by this man-giant is a liar. Stanton is the best power hitter in the game right now and watching him at the plate is a joy.

14. Los Angeles Angels - Mike Trout is the best player in baseball. But they once called themselves the Los Angeles California in Anaheim North of Mexico Close to the Pacific Ocean Angels. Super embarrassing for them. 

13. Seattle Mariners - Ken. Griffey. Junior. 
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12. Chicago White Sox - It might seem weird to see an AL Central team this far up the list. Their open dislike of the Twins should force them much further down the list. I may have a special spot for the Pale Hoes because they are the anti-Cubs, but the real reason for their position lies in a huge piece of my childhood - baseball cards. For some reason, I had a ton baseball cards depicting White Sox players, none more than Carlton Fisk. While I have touched on this before, baseball cards and a hand-me-down Black Sox hat that I wore all the time made Fisk one of my all time favorites. 

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11. Cleveland Indians - Well lookie here... another AL Central team?! And one with a super racist logo? How dare you?!! As terrible as Chief Wahoo is and as much as a division rival should be hated, the Indians have one of the best social media accounts in all of sports. The work that their social media team does is just fantastic. In addition, the Indians remind me of Major League and that makes Jobu happy. 

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10. Houston Astros - A few years ago, the Astros spent most of their season fielding a team that was barely fit for AAA and I honestly could not have been more jealous of Astros fans. When Jeff Luhnow took over that position in 2011, he realized that this team was mired in mediocrity and needed an overhaul. He convinced his owners to obliterate their roster and build the deepest farm system in the league. In the age of instant gratification, this approach was uncommon. It required the team to be absolutely horrendous for a while while they traded off all of their older and valuable assets. And horrendous they were - they lost over 100 games for three straight years. The Astros' plan was exactly what I wanted from Dan O'Dowd and Bill Geivett and the Rockies. While the Astros were stumbling over themselves at the major league level, their minor league system was filling up with major league quality talent. Jose Altuve (all 4'-9" of him), Carlos Correa, and George Springer were central to this development process and now are the nucleus of a young and improving roster that will be a contender in the AL West for many years.

9. Washington Nationals - Contrary to the opinions of baseball purists, I love the swagger and chaotic game of Bryce Harper. I love how he will run through a wall to catch the ball in the outfield. I love his violent and powerful swing. I love his "Make Baseball Fun Again" hat. And let us be real here - a baseball purist is just an old cranky sourpuss that hates millenials, fun, and sabermetrics. Add in some of the other players on the Nationals' roster like Stephen Strasburg (a phenom that actually has translated into a quality starting pitcher), Max Scherzer (with his different color eyes), and Trae Turner (a 15 year old boy undercover as a professional baseball player) and you have a young, fun, and talented roster that slides into the top ten of my rankings. 
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8. Oakland Athletics - When March comes around and the CSU Rams are not in the NCAA basketball tournament, I spend the rest of my time cheering for the underdog. Underdog stories might be the easiest bandwagon to join and the Athletics are the baseball equivalent to this story. The organization's front office of Billy Beane and Paul DePodesta were at the forefront of baseball's statistical revolution, most famously depicted in Michael Lewis's Moneyball: The Art of Winning an Unfair Game. While Bill James and sabermetrics had been around the sport for a while, the A's use of this information in their front office completely changed the way that teams approached their roster decisions across the league. Advanced statistical analysis has trickled into every other sport and the nerd in me loves every second of this transformation.

7. Texas Rangers - The Rangers have been in existence since 1961 when they were the Washington Senators. They currently have as many World Series championships that I do. Zero. You would think that the futility of the organization would result in fans like the Cubs or Red Sox. But I have never met a Rangers fan that is a petulant whiner or excessive excuse maker. Plus the Rangers of late are fun. Adrian Beltre is a future Hall of Famer (just do not touch his head), Elvis Andrus makes ridiculous plays look routine, Rougned Odor landed the best punch in baseball fight history, and Prince Fielder just retired after a long stint in Arlington (I will chat about Prince later). I feel like every time I see Rangers highlights, you see shenanigans from Andrus and Beltre that are completely endearing.

6. Baltimore Orioles - When you are in the same division of the Red Sox and Yankees, you default to a favored team in my world. When your history includes the Iron Man, a legendary ballpark that now shares a name with my son, and a cool cartoon logo with a black-white-orange color scheme, you rise up even further. Just look at that lid on that man.

5. Toronto Blue Jays - When I was in college, the Lids store in the Foothills Mall was having a clearance sale. For $5, I picked up a Toronto Blue Jays cap as a tribute to the last bastion of Canadian hardball (RIP Montreal Expos). Like the Orioles, my love for the Blue Jays is an offset for my hatred of their rivals in Boston and New York. But the Blue Jays have Jose Batista (professional dinger smacker), Jason Grilli (former Rockie), Josh Donaldson (Bringer of Rain but not as good as Nolan), Melvin Upton Jr (my favorite Upton brother), and Troy Tulowitzki (still one of the greatest Rockies of all time). 

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4. Pittsburgh Pirates - The Pittsburgh Steelers can kick rocks. The Pittsburgh Penguins can pound sand. But there is something about the Pirates... Part of this ranking can be attributed to Clint Hurdle, who led the Rockies to the World Series before being fired and picking up the manager position in Pittsburgh. Some of this ranking can be attributed to PNC Park, which I have heard is absolutely stunning and rivals the beauty of Coors Field. As is the theme of most of this list - baseball is about the personalities. The Pirates can be included in that list as most of this ranking can be attributed to a guy that I long wished was playing for one of my favorite teams - Andrew McCutchen. Even as his impact has subsided the past few seasons, McCutchen plays the game with an infectious joy and I have loved the Cutch since his early years in the game. He is one of the few non-Twins and non-Rockies bobbleheads in my collection. 

3. Milwaukee Brewers - When one of your parents was raised outside of Milwaukee (the Good Land) and the other is a native of St. Paul, you tend to get pulled multiple directions on the sports front. It is hard to explain to people that you do not hate the Packers OR Vikings. In baseball, it is way easier - the Twins are in the American League and the Brewers are in the National League. They are not natural rivals, unlike their collegiate and NFL affiliates. I grew up adoring baseball because of my mom's dad. He lived his entire life in Wisconsin and loved the Brewers. Therefore, I will always be a fan of the Brew Crew. 

One of the years that Sarah was in school in Arizona, I went down to visit her during Spring Training (convenient). It was early enough that games had not started but the whole roster had reported and they were practicing. Since Sarah had class that day, I took her car and rolled over to the Brewers' camp. I got there before any baseball activities had started and I was lingering in the parking lot when the players came out of their locker room to head to the fields. At this particular facility, the players had to walk across the parking lot to get from the building to the fields. Professional autograph seekers (meaning a bunch of creepy retired old guys) had lined the path between the two locations in an attempt to get some signatures on their binders of baseball cards. I saw which field the players were heading towards, so I started walking that direction. As I converged with the players walking across the parking lot, I looked to my left and saw Prince Fielder walking a couple feet from me. He looked at me, looked down at my hands and saw they they were without any pens or memorabilia, and gave me a big old smile. I chatted with this surprisingly short MLB superstar for a minute or two as we approached the practice fields. He was such a nice dude. As the players walked through the gate, I found a great spot to watch practice and then proceeded to call my grandparents to give them the report for the upcoming season. I remember my grandpa being so excited that I was watching his team and he quizzed me on what seemed like the entire roster on their progress. Memories of those baseball conversations with my grandpa solidified Milwaukee's position at the top of these rankings. Plus, their old logo is the best and needs to be returned in a full-time capacity. 
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Courtesy of  Otto Greule Jr.
2. Minnesota Twins - Outside of my family, the Twins are the first thing that I remember connecting with as a child. I loved playing baseball as a kid, I loved watching baseball as a kid, I loved collecting baseball cards as a kid. I loved the entire sport. I happened to pick a great time to develop into a fan of the team of my birth state. I was about to turn five when the Twins won their first World Series in 1987. I was almost nine and had just moved to Colorado when they won their second in 1991. Because I was so young, I do not have a great personal recollection of those games. But there are images and moments and people that I remember vividly. I remember Kirby. I remember Hrbek. I remember Gaetti (in fact, I still own a faded plastic cup with his image on it). I remember ten innings of Jack Morris. I remember Danny Gladden getting flipped at home plate. I remember my excitement when my godmother bought me a complete set of 1988 Fleers that were numbered by the standings of the previous year, meaning my Twins were the first cards out of the box. That box of cards is sitting in my closet at my house right now. 

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Naturally, the organic devotion of a young fan will always keep me connected to the Twins. Through the years (even in the bleak stretch in the 90s), they had players that I loved like Torii Hunter, Johan Santana, Michael Cuddyer, Brad Radke, Scrappy Nick Punto, Shane Mack, old man tall sock with stirrups Jim Thome, Justin Morneau, and (of course) Joe Mauer. So why aren't the Twins number one on the list? Distance. Before Twitter could update me on every pitch and I could buy my own MLB cable package that gave you every game of the season, I had to follow teams through the newspapers, local television channels, the radio, sports almanacs (if you do not know what this is, you are younger than me and therefore a baby), magazines, and sports year in review VHS tapes. Living in Colorado, the local television and radio channels only talked about the local team. The almanacs and videos only gave you a glimpse of what was happening. Following a team remotely now is easy. Following the day to day operations of a team back then was not. 

1. Colorado Rockies - When Colorado finally reaped the rewards of their efforts to get an expansion team in Denver, I was only a couple years removed from a Twins World Series victory, I had just recently moved with my family to Littleton, and I gladly accepted the insertion of local baseball back into my life. From the moment they began playing games in Mile High Stadium in 1993, I had the access to a baseball team that I no longer had with the Twins. My close proximity to the Rockies allowed me to forge a connection with the players, coaches, and ballpark. A connection that is strengthened each subsequent year.

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For the past 20+ years, I have watched each transaction, scrutinized every signing, tried to catch Dan O'Dowd outside my parent's church, half jokingly applied for a job with Bill Geivett (dodged a bullet there), attended countless games at Coors Field, and have lived and breathed Colorado Rockies baseball. I will gladly talk to anyone about the lineup put together by the manager, the impact of the bench coach on a rookie's hitting slump, the importance of Igloo cups in the history of the franchise, the immediate impact coming from front office decisions, the high quality of the Coors Field grounds crew, the game stats of the promising minor league prospects, why Game 163 was the greatest I have ever seen in person, the late game pitcher management of the coaching staff, the pitch selection of the day's starter, the defensive inadequacies of the Blake Street Bombers, why Todd Helton belongs in the Hall of Fame, or the off-the-field activities of Denny Neagle. The emergence of and my immersion in social media has only made things worse. Not only is the Rockies twitter feed one of the best in sports, their minor league affiliates have fantastic feeds as well. Add in the local and national baseball reporters, the SB Nation folks at Purple Row, the awesome Purple Dinosaur Podcast, and the smattering of buddies that are die-hard fans and I can dig up more content about this team on my iPhone than I could have gathered in a month during middle school. 
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So there you have it. The definitive ranking out of the brain of the guy who once pulled a stocking cap over his face and ran into a light pole in a Target parking lot (true story). Now it is your turn. 

Wednesday, August 03, 2016

So You're Saying There's a Chance. . .

In words rarely used together and in this order - it all started in Nebraska. Shortly after, it spread to Colorado, Missouri, and Texas. With one fell swoop, college athletics spun and turned and twisted like a Rubiks cube as universities bolted from their historical conferences in a quest for greener pastures and that ever-growing mighty dollar. The effects of this systemic overhaul continue to reverberate through the college athletic landscape even today as the rumbling of expansion rumors have magnified. But this time, my alma mater actually might get to play.

When the Cornhuskers made the initial move from the Big 12 to the Big 10, their former conference began a slide from a legitimate claim as the best Power 5 conference to arguably the worst of the five in the past few seasons. Even with the addition of TCU from the Mountain West Conference and West Virginia from the Big East, the loss of Nebraska, Texas A&M, Missouri, and CU eliminated the opportunity to host a conference championship game - a luxury item (and money making television event) for the other four Power 5 conferences that include twelve or more teams. The Big 12 has discussed expansion in previous years in order to capitalize on the dollars associated with the additional members and that coveted conference championship game. This discussion reached a boiling point at the end of the 2014 college football season as the 12-1 TCU Horned Frogs were not selected for the college football playoffs. The playoff committee instead selected the ACC champion (Florida State), the SEC champion (Alabama), the Pac-12 champion (Oregon), and the Big 10 Champion (Ohio State), all of which had won their respective conference championship games. After the 2014 exclusion, it took another year and a half of mulling and debating and pondering and hemming and hawing and thumb-twiddling, but the Big 12 Conference finally made a decision. The decided to maybe potentially possibly look at expansion. But maybe not. Despite the grey nature of the announcement, the news was more definitive than anything previously released by the Conference - expansion is now on the table.

Friday, July 15, 2016

Teetering On the Brink

For any baseball team with playoff aspirations, a 13-14 record in the month of June is unacceptable. A record one game below .500 in the heat of summer traditionally projects mediocrity across the second half of the season. For other teams, June is typically so terrible that fans patiently await the arrival of the "June Swoon." That team, of course, is the Rockies. When that same Rockies team finished June of 2016 with a 13-14 record, I started wondering if this was the beginning of a new era in Rockies baseball. Those thoughts evaporated in July. A disastrous road trip through Los Angeles and San Francisco resulted in a lone victory in six attempts. Luckily, the last home stand before the All Star break provided an opportunity for redemption as the lowly Phillies visited Coors Field. . . where they managed to take two of the four games against our local nine. That was not the way anyone wanted to finish the first half of the season.

With the All Star break ending today, the Rockies own a 40-48 record; eight games below five hundred, sixteen games behind the (MLB best) Giants in the National League West, and seven games out of the Wild Card. But there is some good news accompanying the 3-7 slide in July - the Rockies became sellers.

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Dick Monfort has a reputation for viewing his team through purple colored glasses and letting his skewed view affect team decisions. If his team hovers around that .500 record as the trade deadline approaches, the organization tends to be the lone believers that they are in contention. As a result, they overvalue, and subsequently hold onto, assets that could be moved for younger talent. What the July slide has created is a sizable gap between the Rockies and the actual contenders. Even Monfort should agree that this is not the year for the Rockies to be in the mix. Trading off a few assets like Jorge De La Rosa, Charlie Blackmon, Carlos Gonzalez, or some of those veteran bullpen arms would go a long way to continue what Jeff Bridich has done in his year and a half on the job - bolster the farm system for the next few years.

And in the next few years, we could be looking at something special. The biggest knock on the Rockies for the life of the franchise has been the lack of competent pitching. Now for the first time since the playoff seasons on 2007 and 2009, the pitching staff finally looks. . . dare I say. . . competitive?

  • Jon Gray has shown why his name was atop the prospect charts since being drafted third overall in the 2013 MLB draft. Gray's power arm is missing bats at an increasing rate - he averages 9.6 strikeouts per nine innings. He has also reduced his walks and hits per innings pitched from his rookie campaign from 1.623 to 1.173. That one less base runner every two innings has reduced traffic and improved his overall performance. Gray's issue this season has been his bad inning; a single inning each game where he struggles to control his pitches. Thankfully, he recovers quickly and minimizes damage.
  • Tyler Chatwood has been dominate on the road (1.30 ERA, .183 BAA) and quite the opposite at Coors (5.32 ERA, .299 BAA). Even a slight improvement from Chatwood at home makes him a solid #2 or #3 starter for any major league team, much less a Rockies team that struggles to maintain success on the bump. 
  • Tyler Anderson was called up in June to fill a rotational hole that Eddie Butler, Chris Rusin, Jordan Lyles, and Christian Bergman had destroyed emptied (although Rusin was not the issue). All Anderson has done is provide a safety net for the back end of the rotation. In six starts, Anderson owns an ERA of 3.03, 8.1 strikeouts per nine innings, and a WHIP of 1.262; all while averaging nearly 6 innings per start. For an organization that has defined how to tax a bullpen, getting 6 innings consistently out of a start has been a godsend. 
  • Chad Bettis has pitched phenomenally. His alter ego on social media, Bad Chettis, has not. While the Bettis/Chettis has been a replacement level player (-0.1 WAR), he has not pitched poorly enough to be eliminated from the future of the Rockies rotation. 
  • More talent is coming, too. Jeff Hoffman, the centerpiece of the Tulo trade, will be a late-season call up with the big league squad. Kyle Freeland pitched well enough in Hartford to earn a promotion to AAAAlbuquerque during this season. German Marquez (2.63 ERA in 17 starts) and Antonio Senzatela (1.82 ERA in 7 starts) are a pair of Venezuelan pitchers currently ripping up AA batters for the Yard Goats. Add in a squad of younger guys (Lambert, Castellani, the recently drafted Pint) and this squad finally has quality depth at its historically weakest position. 
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The rotation is improving; Boone Logan and Carlos Estevez have provided quality out of the bullpen; the offense ranks in the top five teams in MLB in average, on-base-percentage, and slugging percentage; yet the Rockies' record is only one game improved from last year at this time. One game better than a team that finished with 94 losses and in last place in the National League West. Even with reduced walks and increased strikeouts (the Rockies are middle of the pack in both categories), the pitching staff as a whole still owns the second highest ERA in baseball (5.08), second highest batting average against (.278), and second highest WHIP (1.44). These numbers need to improve if the Rockies plan on being competitive, but we can see the Bridich plan - a shift from the pitch-to-contact era to a new age of power arms, missed bats, and reduced traffic on the base paths. [Seemingly, the inflation of these stats always happens with two outs. Potentially due to their youth and inexperience, Rockies pitchers cannot close out innings. Again the hope is that as the staff garners that experience, their ability to pitch with two outs will improve as well.]

With all the pitching talent on the cusp of breaking into the league, Jeff Bridich and baseball in Colorado might be on the brink of breaking out. Should Bridich convince Dick Monfort to move a few valuable pieces for even more young, talented, pitching depth; optimism will swell at 20th and Blake. 

As a Rockies fan, I should know better. 
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Thursday, July 07, 2016

No Answers to the Hardest Questions

I do not fear much in my life. This statement is not a testament to my macho tough-guy persona. In fact, my entire being is quite the opposite of tough. But I am a 33 years old, 6', 215 pound, middle class, white, suburban male. There are not many reasons to have fear when you are a member of the most privileged group of people in the history of the world.

Yet last night, I could not sleep. I was uneasy. I was uncomfortable. I was scared.

The videos are chilling. A man selling CD's outside of a convenience store bull rushed by an officer, restrained on the ground, and shot point-blank in the chest. A man sitting in his car, pulled over for a busted tail light, following the officer's instructions, and then shot at close range as he reaches for his identification with his girlfriend and daughter in the vehicle.

I own a pair of heavy feet and that extra weight on the pedals has instigated more encounters with police officers than I should probably admit. As the blue and red lights flash behind me and I pull onto the shoulder of the road, the question "Will I survive this interaction?" never crosses my mind. But I'm not black.

Something is wrong with our system when events like these continue to occur. If you are reading this in a search for answers, I am sorry as I have none. I am not in law enforcement. I am not of African descent. I cannot directly relate to either side. But as an observer and (most importantly) a human being, I know that what I see is wrong and something needs to change. At the core, our empathy for people unlike ourselves must improve. That includes me. Different, yet the same. We must remember this.

Please do not interpret my words as an attack against police. As with most groups, the actions of a few stain the reputations of the majority. Members of my family and friends made along my journey have chosen this arduous profession and they deserve our utmost respect. Every day on the job may be their last and this should be commended. While those countless police officers merit our admiration, we must hold accountable those who violate basic humanitarian principles.

Stay safe, friends.

Saturday, May 28, 2016

Boom Xhaka Laka

The 2015-2016 Premier League season had the makings of something special for the Gunners in North London. The summer signing of Petr Cech from Chelsea added a top-tier keeper to Arsene Wenger's dynamic squad. While Cech's signing from Chelsea was truly the only major action taken by the club in the offseason, expectations -- as always -- were still high for the perennial contender. With their last Premier League hardware coming in the undefeated season of 2003-2004, the Ozil/Alexis duo orchestrating the offensive end of the pitch, and the relative health of the fragile midfield, Arsenal was due for a championship run. 

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Then the season started.

#FavoriteMLBPlayersOfMyLifetime, #PartTwo

When we last spoke, the election of Mike Piazza and Ken Griffey, Jr. to the Baseball Hall of Fame coupled with the Twitter hashtag of #FavoriteMLBPlayersOfMyLifetime had steered me down a path of internal debating about who makes my list. My last post focused on my favorite players currently active in the League. I had grand plans of publishing this second part of this series on Opening Day. In early April. It is now almost June. Today (FINALLY), we focus on those old geezers who have since retired.

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First, let's cover the one guy that I wish I could have on this list but does not qualify - Ted Williams. Williams never played during my lifetime and it wasn't even close; his last season was in 1960. However, the most famous frozen head in the world was my Grandpa's favorite player. Since Grandpa was my favorite baseball reference, Ted Williams was also MY favorite player. Williams is in the Hall of Fame for obvious reasons. A two-time MVP, Williams hit at least .400 in three different seasons (1941, shortened 1952, shortened 1953). In his other 16 seasons, his batting average at the end of the season dipped under .300 only once in 1959 at the age of 40. To make sure he ended on a high note, his final season batting average at the age of 41 was .316. Suck it, Father Time! He is a member of the 500 home run club, hitting 521 in his career. He also amassed 2,654 hits, including 525 doubles and 71 triples. Did I mention that he missed three seasons (1943-1945) in the prime of his career during a stint for the Marines in World War II and parts of two additional seasons (1952-1953) because of the Korean War?

But alas, I was not even close to alive in 1960 so Williams is off the list.

Thursday, March 31, 2016

#FavoriteMLBPlayersOfMyLifetime, #PartOne

On January 6th, the Baseball Hall of Fame announced that two stars from my childhood had received enough votes to be enshrined in Cooperstown - Mike Piazza and Ken Griffey, Jr. The following day, #FavoriteMLBPlayersOfMyLifetime was trending on Twitter. Since baseball is the greatest sport ever, these two events prompted debates in my head about my favorite players that I have had the pleasure to watch. As it is now months later and Opening Day is right around the corner, I clearly took my time in digesting this information. The result of all that gear-grinding is two posts covering two distinct categories - my favorite players who are currently active in MLB and my favorite players that have retired from the game. Today, we dig into the actives.

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10. Brandon McCarthy, SP - Los Angeles Dodgers - I can imagine that if you polled baseball fans around the country for a list of their favorite current MLB players, McCarthy would not appear often. He has been a MLB migrant, spending time in Chicago, Arlington, Oakland, Arizona, New York, and now LA. He has never been an elite pitcher and he has been injured a ton over his career. So why would he be one of my favorites? Easy. He played with my college roommate in high school, spent several nights in college sleeping on the couch in our house, and is one of the best Twitter follows in MLB. Despite his natural inclination to play for teams I despise, I continue to cheer for BMac. Although the personal connection is reason enough to become a fan of the guy, McCarthy has provided plenty of other reasons to be on this list. While playing for the A's, McCarthy was struck in the head with a line drive. This accident was not just career-threatening; it was life-threatening. After months and months of rehab and uncertainty, McCarthy returned to the mound to pitch again. I am not sure that I would be able to stand on the bump again had I been in his situation. He also has embraced the statistical elements of the game; adjusting his approach to pitching based on what his research of the numbers revealed. ESPN did a great story on his belief in sabermetrics and the effect pitch analysis had on his performance. It also touches on his fanboy moment with Bill James, which is funny to me. His quirky personality shows through interviews as well, like this one from Buzzfeed and this Q and A with the Players Tribune. During the Q&A, McCarthy was asked "If you could go back in time and take back one pitch you threw, which would it be and why?" McCarthy responded, "Probably the one that was hit back at my head and required lifesaving brain surgery. If you still need to know why, please reread the previous sentence."

Saturday, February 06, 2016

The Sheriff

Two years ago, I remember stepping onto my back patio at halftime of the Super Bowl, starting the grill, and breathing in the cold February air. The neighborhood was silent. I stood there, enjoying the quiet while the crispness of the air battled with the warmth from the grill. It was the best I had felt in hours.

The first half did not go as anyone in Denver had hoped. From the first offensive play of the game, a snap that sailed over the head of Peyton Manning for a safety, the Broncos looked outclassed, out-coached, and out of hope. The most promising season in recent Bronco history was sadly disintegrating on the field at MetLife Stadium. 

Tomorrow, we get to try again. The Broncos are facing off against a scary-good Carolina Panthers team. Boasting a stout defense, a dynamic ground game, and the likely 2015 NFL MVP, the Panthers are understandably favored against a team that has the number one defense in the league (but a stagnant offense). In order to win the game, the Broncos have to contain Cam Newton and their running backs on first and second down to pit the strength of the Denver D against the Carolina's weakest link - 3rd and long passing situations. On the other side of the ball, the Denver offense needs to limit turnovers, catch the damn ball, and stay productive enough to keep the defense rested and Cam Newton on the sidelines. I honestly cannot predict how this game will play out. Regardless of the final score, I am going to be glued to the television for one major reason - Peyton Manning.