Fans catching foul balls are awesome. Fans catching foul balls while holding children are even more awesome. It happens more often than you think, even if MLB doesn’t want you to see any unauthorized video showing this.
Here are a few I found in a quick Google search:
With the baby strapped to chest.
On a bounce back.
Moms can do it, too.
With a few bobbles.
Another one handed.
This guy didn’t drop the kid, and the kid didn’t drop the drink!
This post was inspired by a Mike Davidson Tweet that pointed to a guy at a recent Dodger’s game who dropped his kid to catch a foul and then muffed the catch.
Internet good guy and friend, Jonah Keri, is out with his first book, The Extra 2%: How Wall Street Strategies Took a Major League Baseball Team from Worst to First:
In The Extra 2%, financial journalist and sportswriter Jonah Keri chronicles the remarkable story of one teamâ€™s Cinderella journey from divisional doormat to World Series contender. When former Goldman Sachs colleagues Stuart Sternberg and Matthew Silverman assumed control of the Tampa Bay Devil Rays in 2005, it looked as if they were buying the baseball equivalent of a penny stock. But the incoming regime came armed with a master plan: to leverage their skill at trading, valuation, and management to build a model twenty-first-century franchise that could compete with their bigger, stronger, richer rivalsâ€”and prevail.
Check out an excerpt in GQ, and one on ESPN. Here’s a bit about how the Rays missed on Albert Pujols even though one of their scouts loved him and they could have gotten him for a flyer.
They still worried about the player’s build, as Jennings had earlier, and wondered what position he would play. This was especially odd, since the player didn’t get much chance to try out at third base, his natural position, or first, where Arango thought he could also fare well. Many skeptics also wondered about his age: he was born in the Dominican Republic, didn’t move to the United States until high school, and always looked old for the age he was supposed to be. Meanwhile, the player’s agent was new to the gig, and that uncertainty raised fears that just signing the guy could become dicey, even in the later rounds. Besides, the Devil Rays had their targeted names up on the draft board, and the draft was flying by. Jennings wasn’t ignoring Arango’s projection per se. There was just so much other stuff going on that they didn’t give it much thought. By the time you get past the tenth round, most players have no shot of ever sniffing the big leagues, let alone becoming productive regulars, let alone becoming the kind of superstar Arango envisioned. No big deal.
Can you imagine if this kid had died after being Tasered for running on the field at a Phillies game? I have a feeling MLB is going to ban the use of Tasers for this type of situation in the future.
Oops, this one came from The Daily What. My bad.
Or, Bullying the Ballot Box.
Red Sox Nation’s power as one of the more active constituencies when it comes to MLB All Star balloting is well known. With that power comes great responsibility. Such as the responsibility to vote AAA player Lastings Milledge into the All Star Game. It makes sense, if the National League team is weaker, the AL is more likely to win and thus take home field advantage in the World Series. Also this:
…At the very least we’d be teaching MLB a valuable lesson on how to take a person’s name off the digital ballot if they’re not even wearing a major league uniform at the time. Why is Milledge even eligible?
Via Baseball Musings.
Mike Piazza’s strategy for keeping the steroid media monkey off his back? Telling reporters the truth – off the record. This made it harder for the reporters to report the story, and I think gave them less incentive because it wouldn’t be as much of a ‘gotcha’.
I’m sure there are examples of politicians using this off the record truth telling strategy with reporters and it plays right into the self-important “villager’ mindset that corrodes the reporting of many DC insiders.
He’s great, I just don’t know how long he’ll last, and there’s whispers he’s hurting already this year.
Old friend Julian Tavarez used the ‘beer goggles’ excuse for signing with the Washington Nationals.
“Why did I sign with the Nationals?” Tavarez told a group of reporters. “When you go to a club at [4 a.m.], and you’re just waiting, waiting, a 600-pounder looks like J. Lo. And to me this is Jennifer Lopez right here. It’s [4 a.m.]. Too much to drink. So, Nationals: Jennifer Lopez to me.”
A couple years ago, I was at a Red Sox game and got a tour from one of the minority owners after the game. She took us out the players parking lot and outside the entrance, Julian Tavarez almost ran us over. Twice.
(Via Hot Pink Sheets)