Great Britain officially withdraw from Olympic qualifier

Rumours had been spreading for a week or so, longer if you include the initial reports that Team GB were struggling to come up with the funds to pay for the trip.  Now it has been confirmed: Great Britain has withdrawn from the final Olympic qualifier set to take place in March.  Germany will take Team GB’s place.

Having come so close to qualifying automatically via the European Championships last year, this is a bitter blow for the players who have now had their chance taken away from them through no fault of their own.  Although Team GB’s odds of making it through the qualifier were probably slim, they had fully earned the right to give it their best shot.

The official statement raises many questions about the future of the Great Britain team as we face up to the prospect of “no external funding” due to baseball’s declassification as an Olympic sport.  I’ll give the issue some thought and publish my views over the weekend.

UPDATE: The IBAF statement on this claims “among other concerns, Great Britain cited issues with player availability as to why it is unable attend the qualification tournament”.  Possibly this is due to some of the squad being involved in minor league spring training camps in the U.S.  The British statement clearly says that their withdrawal was due to “lack of funds” though.

It Ain’t Over ‘Til it’s Over by Baseball Prospectus

“It Ain’t Over ’til it’s Over: The Baseball Prospectus Pennant Race Book” edited by Steven Goldman (Basic Books, 2007), 457 pages.

Baseball Prospectus are at the forefront of sabermetrics: the discipline of statistical research into baseball. With their revolutionary statistics and forthright views, it’s fair to say they are loved and loathed in equal measure (White Sox GM Kenny Williams is definitely not a fan, for a start). “Too clever by half” some will argue, but their love of the game and desire to challenge orthodox thinking means that they are always worth reading.

“It Ain’t Over …” is the third book they have published, alongside their popular BP Annual which has been running since 1996. It takes a look at the thirteen best pennant races in history. As you would expect, their list was not compiled by considering subjective opinion, but is a product of their own statistical evaluations. The resulting list ranges from the 1908 National League to the 2003 NL Central battle.

Each chapter looks at one of these pennant races in considerable detail and is then followed by an additional chapter or two looking at topics raised by the race. This enables the BP team to delve into some of the questions that are argued by baseball fans of all ages: do deadline deals ever really make a difference? Has the wild card made for a more competitive and exciting competition? What are the relative merits of so-called ‘small-ball’ style of play versus ‘waiting for the three-run homer’?

All of these and more are discussed, providing solid arguments while leaving things open for the reader to make up their own mind.

Although a specific chapter isn’t devoted to it, the substantial issue of racial integration is also covered in various places throughout the book, not least in the first chapter recounting the story of the 1967 American League pennant race. Referred to by many as “the Impossible Dream”, it marked the Red Sox’s first pennant since 1946 and is described as being the product of “a desperately needed cultural change within the Red Sox organization”. As the last all-white baseball team, the importance of their departure from an era of “institutionalized racism” is clearly felt.

While some of the races covered may not be on everybody’s list (the 2003 NL Central wasn’t especially memorable for me), any book on the greatest pennant races has to include the 1951 National League. Arguably the most exciting of all time, it had every ingredient you could wish for. It was played out by two fierce local rivals, the New York Giants and the Brooklyn Dodgers, both of whom would, of course, take their rivalry to the West Coast a mere six years later. It involved a scarcely believable comeback (or ‘choke’ depending on your viewpoint), with the Giants making up a thirteen game deficit over their final forty-four games, followed by a three-game playoff ended by one of the most memorable moments ever witnessed at a ballpark.

The Scotsman Bobby Thomson’s pennant-winning homer, immortalised as “the shot heard ’round the world”, was dramatic enough on its own. The subsequent controversy over the Giants’ alleged sign-stealing added yet more intrigue to the tale. The race is brought to life in a chapter that typifies the approach taken throughout the majority of the book: it concentrates on the events and the characters involved, with the statistics serving as complimentary facts rather than the main focus of attention.

There is one exception to this approach. In the section on the 1984 AL West pennant race, an additional chapter delves into the question of the importance of a good start to a season. It’s an interesting topic to discuss, not least in trying to understand when it should be considered more than just a hot start and instead a strong indicator of the real ability of a team.

However, the purpose of the chapter is mainly to display the work BP have undertaken to look at the issue, resulting in the printing of equations for “projected records” and “weighting factors”. It’s the sort of thing that would leave a general baseball fan rolling their eyes, but it is fairly short (just eight pages) and such number-crunching is generally left out of the main text and inserted in the detailed “Notes” section at the back of the book instead.

All of the chapters focusing on a pennant race successfully reveal the drama of the events while also questioning what the pivotal moments may have been. If I had to pick a favourite, the final chapter would be my choice. This covers the 1944 American League, telling the unlikely story of the St Louis Brown’s triumph in the shadow of World War Two. Nate Silver provides a masterful overview of the impact that the war had on baseball, particularly explaining the various reasons why some professional athletes were not drafted for military service. As Silver states: “most men who were able to play major league baseball were doing so because of one or more severe physical limitations. It was natural selection in reverse, survival of the weakest”.

This substantial chapter firstly recounts the tale of the ’44 AL pennant race before assessing why the Browns were able to take the title by one game. What follows is BP at their best: they use their considerable talents to re-play the season with each team having their full contingent of players.

Any observer could understand that the likes of the Yankees and Red Sox would have been much stronger with players such as DiMaggio and Williams on the playing field rather than the battle field. BP are able, within reason, to show exactly how much better they would have been and what impact that would have made to the competition. It is a fascinating piece of work, highlighting just what sort of wonders the world of statistical analysis can produce.

The fact that this book is written by the Baseball Prospectus team may put some people off, but they will be missing out on an excellent read if so. This is a great example of how statistical analysis can be used to prompt and accompany some first class writing that can be enjoyed by all baseball fans, even those who are not overly obsessed with statistics.

Have you read “It Ain’t Over ’til it’s Over”? Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments section below. Can you recommend any other similar books? If so, let us know.

Tulo to stay in Colorado

The NL Rookie of the Year voters faced a difficult decision at the end of last season. Both Ryan Braun and Troy Tulowitzki made strong cases to receive the award and it was difficult to choose between them. Ultimately, Braun ended up with the honour and in retrospect that seems a fair result.

Apart from his ROY trophy, the Milwaukee youngster came out of 2007 relatively empty-handed. Firstly, his efforts were not enough to save the Brew Crew from a demoralising collapse that enabled the Cubs to take the NL Central crown from their grasp. More recently, he has had to suffer the indignity of being moved from his preferred fielding position, following his much-highlighted struggles at the hot corner (committing twenty-six errors will tend to get you noticed).

Tulowitzki on the other hand may well have been disappointed at not adding the ROY award to his resume, but he can hardly complain at how his first year panned out. An NLCS ring accompanied by a World Series appearance is not bad going in your rookie season. According to reports, he will be adding to that World Series bonus as well.

MLB.com states that, pending a physical, Tulo will sign a six-year contract with the Rockies that will guarantee him $30 million. Any lingering thoughts that he might not have made the right career move can be well and truly put to rest!

This deal makes complete sense for the Colorado Rockies. While Tulo still had at least one year before he became arbitration eligible (he probably would have become a ‘Super Two’ player at the end of the coming season), agreeing to this deal will almost certainly save them some money over the next five years. Add in the fact that they’ve bought his first potential year of free agency and it begins to look like a real bargain. The Rockies can plan ahead without worrying about the potential disruption (both financial and emotional) that arbitration can bring. Ryan Howard, for example, looked to have his contract on his mind at the beginning of last season and he and the Phillies are a not insignificant $3 million apart in their valuation this year (all this after failing to agree a similar multi-year deal).

It’s been a fairly quiet off-season in Denver, but put this deal together with the extensions agreed with Matt Holliday, Jeff Francis and Aaron Cook, and it’s clear that the Rockies are building a strong core of players to build around for several seasons to come. Although their team’s showing in the Fall Classic may have been a disappointment, fans in Colorado have good reason to hope that they won’t have to wait too long for another shot at winning their first World Series title.

Early start to the season

The marquee opener to the 2008 season sees the Atlanta Braves facing the Nationals in the first game at Washington’s new stadium on Sunday 30 March. This will be a Sunday Night game on ESPN (which means Jon Miller – hooray! – and Joe Morgan – boo!) and screened live on Five, and probably also on NASN, here in the U.K in the early hours of Monday 31st. After three seasons in rented accommodation, this will mark the real start to baseball’s return to the U.S. capital.

However, the regular season actually kicks-off in Japan, with the Red Sox playing two games against the Oakland A’s. These take place on Tuesday 25th and Wednesday 26th of March . Due to the time difference, New Englanders will have to wake up early for their World Series winning heroes. Both games are scheduled for a 06.07 a.m. start, Boston time (19.07 in Japan). That means the two MLB opening games from Japan will begin at 10.07 a.m. for us Brits.

The games come just after the Easter Bank Holiday, so MLB.TV subscribers might want to book up a longer Easter break and take in the games live. Rest assured there’s nothing wrong in planning leave from work around the baseball season, despite what your colleagues may say!

The Tokyo Dome, home of the Yomiuri Giants, will be the venue for both games and they should be a fitting way to begin another exciting season. After months of inaction, any game would catch the attention, but seeing Matsuzaka and Okajima head back to their homeland as defending champs should make for quite a spectacle. Matsuzaka is likely to start one of the two games and it’s possible that Josh Beckett, who would otherwise be the opening day starter, will be shifted to the second game so that Dice-K can make the starring role.

As for Oakland’s starter, it’s probably going to be Joe Blanton but keep a check on the hot stove as very few players on the A’s roster are immune from Billy Beane’s rebuilding project. The latest version of Beane’s ‘Island of Misfit Toys’ may pose a sterner test to the knowledgeable Japanese crowd than they do to the Red Sox on the field (even A’s fans might struggle to recognise some of their players at this rate). But that’s just the pessimistic Oakland fan in me writing. If MLB fans know anything, it’s that any team can beat another on any given day. The World Series champs will be expecting a victorious start to the season, with the locals cheering on their favourite sons. The A’s will be intent on crashing the party and proving the naysayers wrong, if only for a few days.

Sounds like the makings of two great games of baseball. Put 10.07 on Tuesday 25 March in your diaries and start counting down the days.

Baseball Field Guide by Dan Formosa and Paul Hamburger

“Baseball Field Guide: An in-depth illustrated guide to the complete rules of baseball” by Dan Formosa and Paul Hamburger, (Thunder’s Mouth Press, 2006), 240 pages.

Baseball is a sport governed by a myriad of rules. Dan Formosa and Paul Hamburger’s attempt to to provide a user-friendly guide to them for players and spectators alike is therefore much welcomed.

“Baseball Field Guide” takes its influence from the official rules by dividing things up into categories involving the main actions on a field (pitching, batting, running, fielding, umpiring, managing/coaching), surrounded by chapters on topics such as “equipment” and the role of the Official Scorer.

The quality of this type of book can generally be determined by two factors: is it comprehensive and is it easy to use? While it is doubtful that any book could cover every single permutation that could take place in and around a baseball game, this one comes about as close as possible to achieving it. Having spent a couple of months referring to the book, no obvious omissions have become apparent and the many subjects covered are done so intelligently. The two pages on the balk rule, infamously misunderstood by even some lifelong baseball fans and some players, are a great case in point. An overview of the rule is given alongside a brief explanation of each of the eleven ways a balk can be committed, followed by a more detailed explanation of each.

As for ease of use, this is where the authors’ expertise comes to the fore. Both Formosa and Hamburger’s background is in design and it really shows. Each chapter begins with a quick summary of every topic covered to aid searching. While every page contains a lot of information, the clean layout means that they never look cluttered or confusing. Flicking through the book, it feels as if the authors have concentrated on making sure the amount of detail is well-balanced. If a simple explanation is sufficient, that’s what they provide. If an in-game example would be useful to explain a point, a well-chosen example is on hand. The illustrations are perfect both in terms of their design and their use as well. The many excellent diagrams, accompanied by the occasional photo, genuinely help you to understand the written text where some extra help may be needed. If the words alone do the job, that’s all you get.

A printed guide to the rules is always at risk of becoming out-of-date should the rules undergo any changes. These are rare in MLB, but unfortunately for Formosa and Hamburger the first rule changes in eleven years took place prior to the 2007 season. Thankfully, they were fairly minor and the only noticeable “error” that now exists is on page 191 where the book states that if a MLB “regulation game” is suspended with the score tied after the fifth inning, the game is called a tie (under the new rules, the game will be picked up from where it ended on another day unless the two teams are not scheduled to meet again that season).

For complete baseball beginners, a more deliberate “how to” style book might be a better first port-of-call to learn the basics of the game. In every other case, this is an excellent reference book which you will be reaching for from the shelf on a regular basis. Even many established fans will be surprised at how often a rule they thought they completely understood is actually slightly more complex than they realised. Regardless of your baseball experience, this book will improve your knowledge of the rules and regulations and is therefore highly recommended.

Have you read “Baseball Field Guide”? Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments section below. Can you recommend any other similar books? If so, let us know.

Cleveland’s Progressive Field

Another day, another post on a depressing trend in baseball that leaves traditionalists reminiscing about purer times. But while Congress may be concentrating on performance enhancing drugs, my focus is on the dreaded world of corporate branding.

The Cleveland Indians are the latest team to make baseball fans grit their teeth every time they talk about a game taking place at their ballpark. Farewell Jacobs Field, hello Progressive Field.

Hmm, maybe it will grow on me?

Cleveland fans are generally unhappy with the change and it’s not hard to see why. Jacobs Field had a certain ring to it and, like all good names, it could be shortened to something even better: the Jake. Progressive Field is not the worst name they could have ended up with, but I don’t share Indians President Paul Dolan’s opinion that it is “a great name”. How can it be when it means that your stadium, your cathedral-like venue where crowds gather with hopes of their baseball fan dreams coming true, is named after a car insurance firm?

At least it’s not Sheila’s Wheels!

From Dolan’s perspective, he can claim it’s a great name because whenever he has any doubts, he can think of the $3.6 million his franchise will pocket annually for the next sixteen years (approximately $57.6 million, or £30 million, in total).

Whether fans of the Tribe will take to the name is another matter. Re-naming a current stadium always makes it that much harder for the new name to stick. No doubt many will still be speaking about the Jake for several years to come. This is partly due to familiarity and partly due to stubbornness.

Such problems don’t exist when a new ballpark rises from the ground; there is no sentimentality to cling on to. Mets Fans will have little choice but to call their new home Citi Field when they move in for the 2009 season. And it certainly makes even more sense for a team to agree such a deal when they are in the position of financing a new stadium. Citi Group Inc will reportedly pay the Mets $20m annually for twenty years to put their name above the stadium door (and on every other spare piece of wall no doubt). Quite simply, the Mets would be mad to turn that sort of investment down.

Their cross-town rivals don’t seem to mind so much. As things stand right now, the Yankees will still be playing in a ‘Yankees Stadium’ in 2009, although few would be surprised if that situation changes.

No, it’s just something we have to accept. There’s too much money at stake for most teams to defiantly tie themselves to tradition. All a baseball fan can hope for is that the Front Office uses the money to strengthen the team rather than the owner’s coffers.

So long as C.C. Sabathia is pitching for them over the next six or seven years, Indians fans won’t care what their ballpark is called.

Brewers sign Mike Cameron

The Brewers will be holding a press conference later today to introduce their latest signing: free agent centre fielder Mike Cameron.

After spending the last two years in San Diego, Cameron moves to Milwaukee on an initial one-year deal that guarantees him $6.25 million (£3.2m – or £61,500 a week). It’s a signing that seems to make perfect sense for the Brew Crew as it should have a positive ripple effect throughout their roster. Cameron can take over in centre from Bill Hall, whose bat is much better suited to an infield position. Hall can shift to third base, allowing 2007 NL Rookie of the Year Ryan Braun to switch to left field.

That’s the plan, but the Brewers will have to wait until the end of April before they can put it into action. Cameron’s career in Milwaukee will begin with a twenty-five game suspension after he tested positive for a banned substance.

Let’s take a moment to assess the situation. A ballplayer who gets named in the Mitchell report on the back of little more than circumstantial evidence is hung out to dry. A ballplayer who actually fails a drug test pockets a lucrative new contract while no one bats an eyelid.

Is that right?

Well, this is a great reminder that the ‘drugs issue’ is a moral minefield. There’s a logical argument that says that someone who has failed a test has at least been brought to task for his actions. Cameron has been caught out (although he maintains that the banned substance was taken unknowingly via a ‘tainted’ supplement), formally charged with his crime and issued with the requisite punishment as prescribed by the drug testing policy. Once he has served his suspension, then I guess that is the end of the matter.

Part of the problem with the ‘Mitchell mob’ is that there is so much uncertainty over whether they have done anything wrong or not. That most of them haven’t failed a drug test (as far as we know) should mean they are considered to be ‘innocent’, but we all know the issue isn’t so straightforward. We are all aware of the infamous examples of sportsmen and women who have blatantly cheated the system and it’s natural for there to be a lingering feeling of suspicion and cynicism towards those who are linked with taking PEDs. The only thing worse than a cheat is a cheat who gets a away with it, after all.

But, and it’s a big but, if we don’t accept a negative test as proof of innocence (and Senator Mitchell himself stated that position), how can we exonerate any player? Everyone is guilty by default.

The more you think about, the more you find yourself wrapped up in contradictions. I can’t pretend to have an answer to all this. Cameron’s signing, along with the $36m/3 year contract that the Royals gave to Jose Guillen this off-season, does at least show that baseball’s answer to the uncertainty is to get on with things regardless. Taking an anti-drugs stance is easy. Clearly, it’s not quite so easy to turn down the chance to sign a player who could improve your team just because he has tested positive for a banned substance.

Hall of Fame?

Goose Gossage’s selection to Cooperstown this week has made me consider the whole concept of the Hall of Fame.

In part, that’s because I’ve got no real attachment to Gossage. I’ve only been following baseball for ten years so I never saw him in action and the history of the sport doesn’t reverberate in the households of Britain quite like it does in America, to put it mildly. So aside from what I’ve read about him recently, he’s a bit of a distant figure to me. I feel that more keenly this year than ever before because, in contrast, the 2007 induction was the first time that I really felt like I could be part of the celebrations. I had witnessed the tail-ends of the careers of Tony Gwynn and Cal Ripken and from a personal standpoint, it validated my self-defined position as a “baseball fan”. That I had watched Gwynn and Ripken and came to the same conclusion (i.e. that they were great players) as life-long, knowledgeable veterans of the game, convinced me that I did know something about this sport after all. It was almost like a rites of passage to go through: I can tell a great ballplayer when I see one, now I’m a man!

Anyway, the Hall of Fame has a certain novelty factor for British fans. If you had to describe it in one word, “American” would be a good one to choose. Our friends from across the pond feel no inhibitions when it comes to celebrating success, while us Brits are frankly a bit embarrassed by it. The idea of grandly celebrating somebody’s greatness doesn’t fit very well with the restrained, stiff upper lipped British (or perhaps more accurately, English) psyche. We will join together to support a ‘lovable loser’ and, lord knows, there’s nothing we like more than seeing a successful person suffering a humiliating fall from grace. But holding a big event to recognise the fact that somebody is extremely talented? That’s just not cricket, I’m afraid. We don’t want them getting too big for their boots after all. A mark of appreciation followed by a firm handshake from some vaguely relevant dignitary is quite enough praise, thank you very much.

So the whole concept is a bit alien to us and that’s before you consider that this richly prized honour is predominantly bestowed upon someone thanks to the opinions of sportswriters. Maybe I’m being harsh, but would either the sportsmen or the fans put much store into whether some hack from the Daily Mail thinks that “player A” should be immortalized as a great, while “player B” should be passed by? I doubt it. Not that I’m suggesting all Americans believe the Baseball Writers’ Association of America (BBWAA) is a faultless judge of sporting greatness either, but at least they’ve been allowed to assume their lofty position as the primary gatekeepers to Cooperstown. Although the opinions of some British sportswriters would be held in high regard, a Hall of Fame determined by the whims of the Press would struggle to assume much legitimacy.

Even without the British aversion to public praise and the misgivings towards the Press, would a football Hall of Fame catch on over here? While top 100 lists and glorified talent contests may be popular with the general public (and TV channel execs), I don’t think there is much desire to set in stone a list of great players. The overriding response would be one of indifference (e.g. “what’s the point?”) and most people would probably argue against it for one of two completely different reasons:

  • all sports fans enjoy arguing the merits of different players and most sports fans think that their opinion is correct. Although a Hall of Fame encourages such debates in the first instance, setting up an establishment that formally declares who we should consider to be a great player, and therefore who is right and who is wrong, is an attack on this pleasure.
  • while we may argue about the very good players, we all know who the great players are anyway. Part of what makes someone a great player is that their greatness is recognised by (virtually) everyone. If there is a viable argument against them being considered great, then great they are not.

Although this second point is a slight oversimplification, I think it’s worth considering. When I read that Gossage had been elected to the Hall of Fame, one thing stood out above all else: this was his ninth time on the ballot. How is he a better player in 2008 than he was in 2000? He cannot be, of course, as a player isn’t eligible for selection until he has been retired for five years. So he hasn’t added to his resume during that time. Have his supporters simply worn down his many detractors? Has he got in now because other comparable people have been voted in (such as Bruce Sutter)? Did he just get lucky that there was no one better to vote for this time around? Is it a combination of the above?

And what about Jim Rice, who fell just short of the 75 per cent needed at his fourteenth attempt? Those who passionately support his candidacy still hold out hope that he will make it next time around (his last chance before going in via the back door that is the Veterans committee). If he does, surely that decision will be completely worthless? Before the hate mail floods in, I fully recognise that Rice had a very good career and I have no personal bias towards his selection either way. My point is that the Hall of Fame, if it stands for anything, is there to celebrate the very small amount of exceptional players who had a spectacular impact on the game. If the people responsible for deciding who fits into that bracket have overlooked someone fourteen times, he unequivocally does not belong in that very elite class.

Unless the voters got it wrong the other fourteen times. In which case the whole system is a sham.

I think we have to accept that Hall of Fames are not a very British phenomenon; we can enjoy the hullabaloo they create while not taking them too seriously. That’s a good way to deal with all the inconsistencies and the arguments at least, although it’s not a route open to ballplayers. Whether you are a Hall of Famer has a significant impact on your standing in the game and it seems a pretty arbitrary line to me.

That still leaves open the question of why Americans feel it is so important to maintain a formal system to recognise the greatest players, in contrast to the ambivalence for such a process over here? Perhaps there is no great cultural or psychological background to it. The importance of the Hall of Fame and the fierce arguments it creates may have just developed over time out of natural competitiveness. If the thinking behind its initial conception was of a more opportunistic nature, it could explain why they haven’t taken off in the U.K. If they are simply about publicity, excuses to hold grand celebrations linked to patriotism, and attracting tourists, we’ve got no need for Hall of Fames.

We’ve got the Royal Family instead.

Clemens hearing delayed

The announcement that Roger Clemens’s date with Congress has been put back to 13 February is great news for sports writers and columnists. It’s another month to drag this story out; another month to publish more sensationalist opinions from the great and not-so good. For everyone else, it’s immensely frustrating. Whichever side of the fence you are sitting on, or if you are perched on top with a leg dangling down on each, the delay leaves you left in a state of flux. And that’s just us on the outside looking in.

After his “60 minute” interview, his personal press conference, and the news that he has started legal proceedings against Brian McNamee, we’ve finally seen the reaction from Clemens that many were calling for as soon as the Mitchell report landed on the Internet like a bag of venomous snakes being released back into the wild. The Rocket has made his position clear: McNamee’s claims are untrue and he has never taken steroids or HGH.

So, with the posturing out of the way, we now have to sit back and let the realities of the legal process take precedence. It’s very easy to let your emotions get the better of you with a situation like this and certainly my initial reaction was of the straightforward “if it’s not true, why not sue?” variety. Yet, even with a truckload of money at your disposal, it’s not as simple as that position makes you believe.

Derek Jacques has published an insightful article on Baseball Prospectus about the ins and outs of a defamation suit. The important part to remember is that, as he is the one bringing the case to court, the onus is on Clemens to prove that McNamee’s comments are false. Jacques states:

“Clemens will face an uphill climb making his case, both because he bears the burden of proof and because he has to prove a negative—that an event that McNamee doesn’t tie to a specific date and time didn’t happen”.

With that being accepted, suddenly the decision to sue doesn’t look quite the easy choice that it originally appeared.

With this law suit hanging over proceedings, the hearing at Congress takes on even more significance. Maybe what unravels on 13 February will bring a full stop to the story? More likely, it will make round two (coming to you live from a court room in Houston) even more bitter and dramatic.

You do have to question why Congress are getting involved with this. I know all about the age-old argument that baseball is held to higher standards than other sports, but there are many other channels down which these issues can be addressed (private legal actions among them). It smacks of grandstanding rather than a genuine desire to make a positive contribution to tackling the problems involved. However, some would say that is fitting when you consider that MLB has created this (hardly unexpected) problem by commissioning the Mitchell report in the first place.

Is MLB a better place for having all of this out in the open? I’ll let you answer that question, but Jacques provides some support to my initial thoughts on who would be the winners out of this:

“Before this matter reaches trial, there would likely be months, perhaps years, of preparation, discovery, and depositions. If you give skilled litigators enough time to dig through someone’s life and financial records, all sorts of interesting and unexpected things can happen.”

Sounds like a few legal firms are looking forward to a considerable amount of expensive work coming their way.

The Joy of Keeping Score by Paul Dickson

“The Joy of Keeping Score” by Paul Dickson, (Walker & Company, 2007), 117 pages.

There seems to be two distinct camps within the world of baseball fans: those who love keeping score and those who are mystified by its appeal. The former will find “The Joy of Keeping Score” to be a real treat, the latter should be warned that they too may catch the scoring bug after reading this book.

The process of keeping score, making a written record of each at-bat while the game is in progress, is virtually as old as the sport itself. The natural appeal of this pursuit should be more obvious to Brits than to most others. Many a cricket fan can be found scribbling away on the boundary and Dickson notes that the urge to score “borrows significantly from the book-keeping instincts of British cricketeers [sic]”.

Completed score cards/books offer a unique insight into the history of the game and Dickson emphasises this point by including many examples of scorecards spanning from 1845 to the 1990s (alongside some glorious photos, such as one showing a horde of fans sitting in the Polo Grounds in 1938, many of whom are diligently filling in their score cards).

The front cover of this edition includes a copy of the 1932 “World’s Series” souvenir score card, on which you can see a record of Babe Ruth’s infamous “called shot” in the fifth inning. The score card also reminds us that Lou Gehrig followed Ruth with a homer of his own (denoted in this example by a “4” in the bottom left corner of his at-bat box and a “1” in the middle showing that he scored 1 run) and the dark line underneath shows that these back-to-back jacks chased Cubs pitcher Charlie Root from the game.

The fact that a baseball fan in the Twenty-first century can easily decipher a score card from 1932 says a lot about how perfectly matched the process of record-keeping and baseball has always been. Dickson provides lots of examples of different methods of scoring during his guide on how to keep score, but (virtually) all are easy to follow.

Many of the basics have been in place for years, yet the scope for embellishing the process is a large part of its appeal. What you decide to record (just the outcome of the at-bat, where the ball was hit, each ball and strike etc) and how is all down to personal choice. Like handwriting, no doubt the way in which somebody scores a baseball game reveals a great deal about their personality. The same game can produce a minimalist, black and white record as well as an elaborate, multi-coloured ensemble depending on the whim of the creator.

While the trivia (including a time line of scoring rule changes) and pictures will instantly be devoured by scoring enthusiasts, everyone else will come to the book with an obvious question: why bother to score games anyway? Thankfully, Dickson addresses that question at the start, although not quite as comprehensively as I would have liked.

The main text of this book was written in 1996 and my 2007 edition simply includes a new foreword; therefore Dickson doesn’t address the present age in which all of the information a fan may record can be obtained, in staggering detail, with a few clicks of a mouse button. The Gameday feature on MLB.com (both in “classic” and “enhanced” versions) effectively scores the game for you, so isn’t doing it yourself just a waste of time? The answer is an emphatic no.

Due to the individual nature of keeping score, the record you end up with is very much your own personal account of what happened. You would hope that it tallies with the official version of events when it comes to the facts, but the quirks and idiosyncrasies that decorate the page will be your own.

There’s something extremely satisfying about looking at a completed scorecard, akin to standing back to admire the final brush strokes on your latest work of art. You created it and you will be able to leaf it out of a dusty folder in thirty years time and re-live the game in question as if you were watching it live again.

The main benefit of keeping score is that it brings you closer to the game and increases your understanding of what is happening in front of you. As a fan from the bleachers of Wrigley Field contests: “for one who has been a lifelong spectator, and never played real baseball, this is the best self-educational tool I know”.

From the point of view of a British fan, I can wholeheartedly endorse these sentiments. My knowledge of how the game is played improved immeasurable when I started to score them. Quite simply, it challenges you to understand every play. You may not realise how many gaps there are in your knowledge of the rules until you have to make a decision on how to record each play (I certainly didn’t!).

And more than anything, for some people the process of scoring a ballgame simply adds to the enjoyment of watching it. After punching the air with delight as your ace punches out the opponent’s star slugger to end an inning, nothing beats the feeling of marking that backwards “K” (to denote that it was a called strike three) on your score card.

Keeping score is not for every baseball fan, just as some football fans quietly absorb the game while others can’t help but shout and sing until they are hoarse. A ‘scorecard cynic’ may feel their money could be better spent elsewhere, but they will be missing out on a great little book. The Joy of Keeping Score provides an unbeatable insight into this wonderfully addictive activity.

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