Showing posts with label Changeup. Show all posts
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Sunday, May 15, 2011

These Chicago Bulls from Just Another Fan's Perspective

These 2010-11 Bulls sure have come a long way. Nobody expected them to be a title contender this year. Yet here we are with an MVP season from Derrick Rose, a Coach of the Year in Tom Thibodeau, the NBA's best overall record at 62-20, and now they're hosting the Eastern Conference Finals. As a Bulls' fan, I've found this team to be a joy to watch.

When this season started, I attended the Bulls' home opener against the Detroit Pistons. The Pistons were a bad team, but what would be the story of the Bulls? They had a new coach in Tom Thibodeau, and most of the roster was also filled with new guys. It takes time for players to get used to a new system and each other. It also takes a while for the coach to figure out which rotations work best for his team. If the Bulls lost this home opener against the lowly Pistons, I actually would be OK with it. This team -- and season -- was going to be a work in progress.

That night the Bulls struggled early and often against the Pistons. Part of it was bad play, but it also seemed to be exacerbated by bad calls.  By my count at least five blatantly bad calls went against the Bulls. I didn’t see any blatantly bad calls go against the Pistons.

But by the 4th quarter, the Bulls mounted a big comeback led by Derrick Rose. In the midst of D-Rose’s spectacular 4th quarter, every time he went to the line the crowd chanted something that my ears couldn’t believe: “MVP! MVP!”

My initial disbelief quickly turned to amusement and laughter. Was this crowd really chanting “MVP” for a 22-year-old kid in his third season during the home opener against the lowly Pistons? Was anything sacred anymore? In my mind you don’t break out the MVP chant until at least March, after the player is finishing off an MVP-type performance in a heated rivalry game.

Despite my confused mental state, I quickly regrouped and seized the moment. How often do you get to participate in an MVP chant at a sporting event? This would be my first time, so I happily joined in. After all, ignorance is bliss, and it sure felt good to fit in with the crowd: “MVP! MVP! MVP! MVP! MVP!”

As I left the United Center that night after the Bulls' victory, two thoughts kept floating through my head:
1) The Pistons really are bad.
2) The Bulls really are a work in progress, but how good can they become?

Honestly, that night my hope was that the players would buy into Thibodeau's system, the rotations would start to be figured out, and Carlos Boozer (their star free agent signing) would get back from injury sooner rather than later, allowing them to make a run at the #4 seed in the East. That was my Chicago basketball hope for this year.

We now know that I hadn't even begun to dream big enough. Much like the MVP chants for D-Rose in the home opener, the Bulls surging to the best record in the NBA seems like too much too soon. It's been fun to watch, but in a way, it's also been surreal.

The following is a story of this year's Bulls' team told from the perspective of an average fan: me. We'll take a look at where this team came from, their mentality, their personnel, and how they fit into the playoffs. (Warning: If you're not addicted to the NBA, you should have stopped reading this long ago.) 


The John Paxson Era: A New Hope

It's the stuff of legends. A few of my friends were over to watch a 2009 playoff game between the Bulls and Celtics. Despite the Bulls being at home, things weren't looking good in overtime. Not much time was left on the clock, the Bulls were down 3, and the Celtics had the ball. Then I just blurted out something like, "Watch the Bulls get the ball back and then Ben Gordon will hit a sideways 3 to send it into another overtime."

Well, the Bulls did get the ball back. And eventually Ben Gordon got the ball in his hands with time winding down. He took a hard dribble and jump to the right, elevated behind the arc for a crazy (dare I say sideways?) shot... and it goes in.

The room exploded with joy; and then people marveled at how my prediction had come true: The Bulls gotten the ball back and Ben Gordon hit a sideways 3 to send it into another overtime. I might have had a future as an oracle if my friends didn't already know me as the guy who can't find the napkins at a Wendy's.

But what I didn't mention that day--and have never disclosed until now--is why I had predicted a sideways 3. In some ways, it was steeped in my pessimistic view of that 2009 Bulls' team, and in particular, Ben Gordon. Nobody else on that team could hit a pressure jump shot, so you knew the ball was going to Gordon. And once Gordon has it, he ain't passing. That's not in his nature. Of course Boston knows all this, so they'll be covering Gordon like a blanket with a guy who is bigger. Since Gordon is undersized, he'll be relegated to making some drastic, desperate move to get separation and take an off-balanced (sideways) shot. As an NBA observer, you cringe at the sight. As a Bulls fan, you pray it goes in.

It wasn't until after we saw the replay that we noticed Gordon had celebrated his game-tying shot by grabbing his balls. It was rather uncomfortable to watch, but hey, that was the real Ben Gordon. He was all about himself, never really knowing how to fit into the team concept. He hadn't won the game with that shot, but he had managed to bring himself glory.

While I never was much of a Gordon fan, I did like how that 2009 Bulls' playoff team played hard. In fact, during the era of John Paxson as a Bulls' executive (and we'll include Gar Forman as well), overall they've done a good job of bringing in quality players who work hard. And much of that is a credit to Paxson, who is known for being both disciplined and intelligent, as well as being a championship player who understands the importance of player roles and how they fit into the larger concept of a successful team.

Ultimately what doomed Jerry Krause's tenure with the Bulls was his inability to recruit free agents. Scottie Pippen and Michael Jordan had made sure the entire league knew every "bad" thing Krause ("Crumbs" as they called him) had done to them. But another problem for Krause was that he had fallen a little too in love with high school players who were loaded with "potential." In 2001, Krause went for broke and took Tyson Chandler with the #2 pick and Eddy Curry with the #4 pick. When you bring in two top-flight high schoolers like that, nobody expects them to come in and be All-Stars the first year. But you do expect them to be eager to learn and work hard every day. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. What resulted in the following years was two kids who consistently underachieved and set a bad tone for the team.

Krause's failure to land the big free agents and his draft debacles of Eddy Curry and Tyson Chandler are important to understanding John Paxson and Gar Forman as Bulls' executives. They didn't want to repeat those mistakes.

In 2003, his first draft, Paxson tried to trade up from 6 to 5 in order to get Dwyane Wade (Final Four with Marquette). But when Pat Riley was having none of that, Paxson went with Kirk Hinrich (National Runner-Up with Kansas). In 2004, he drafted both Ben Gordon (National Champion with Connecticut) and Luol Deng (Final Four with Duke). Some other notable examples through the years include Tyrus Thomas (Final Four with LSU), Joakim Noah (National Champion with Florida), and Derrick Rose (National Runner-Up with Coach Cal at Memphis).

I've heard many interviews with John Paxson going back to 2003, and he has always preached putting a quality system in place and filling it with quality players who work hard and understand their roles. Especially in Chicago, people are always looking for the next Michael Jordan. But Paxson knows there will never be another Michael Jordan, and he's always been careful to emphasize team and role players working together. Yes, you want star players, but they're difficult to acquire. What you can control is putting the right system in place and finding players who can execute that system.

Paxson brought in fellow ex-NBA guard Scott Skiles as his first coaching hire. Skiles had some coaching success with Phoenix, and he was known for his no-nonsense my-way-or-the-highway approach. The transformation of the Bulls organization was now in full swing with their system becoming more disciplined in practice, in games, and in player personnel decisions.

And of course, not everything goes perfectly. Ben Wallace wanted to wear a headband, but the Bulls had a rule against it. This led to a national controversy, but it reiterated the Bulls emphasis on team being more important than the individual. (The following season the Bulls did make an exception for Wallace to wear his precious headband.) And Tyrus Thomas didn't exactly live up to expectations. One early warning sign with him was when he had the privilege of being in the NBA All-Star dunk contest and had this to say, "I'm just going to go out there, collect my check, and call it a day." The Bulls fined Thomas for that comment. But perhaps the biggest example of the Bulls strict new system was when Paxson discovered that Eddy Curry was displaying symptoms of a heart condition. The Bulls were actually doing pretty well at the time, but Paxson decided he could no longer allow Curry to play without submitting to extensive heart tests to see if he had a life-threatening condition. Curry refused to the test, and thus was held out of the playoffs as well. At that point Paxson had no choice but to trade Curry out of their system -- he just didn't fit.

While Paxson had instilled a new type of discipline in the organization, he also was sensitive to the importance of PR. No, not public relations. Player relations, as in treating players the right way so you have a chance at the good free agents. This was on full display during his first months on the job. When star guard Jay Williams nearly died in a motorcycle accident, many GMs would have told him, "Glad you lived and hope you eventually recover some day, but in the meantime, the team needs to exercise its legal right to void your contract." But Paxson (and Reinsdorf) instead opted to give Williams a very generous $3 million buyout. Paxson also made a savvy move that same summer by signing Scottie Pippen. That didn't work from a personnel standpoint, but bringing Pip back to the organization helped heal old wounds, and was another big step toward rehabbing the organization's image with potential free agents.


Mentality: Winning Is Everything

My earliest, lasting memory of Derrick Rose is when I listened to the end of the national championship game on the radio in the background. It was a close one between Memphis and Kansas, and for a moment near the end it seemed like Memphis would seize control. But there was one problem: Rose missed a free throw.

Kansas went on to win the championship and Rose came up just short. From what I heard on the radio, he had played a spectacular game. But missing that pressure free throw made me wonder a little bit. After all, there are lots of guys with loads of NBA talent, but only a relative few who can regularly get it done in pressure-packed situations. I had no idea what would become of Rose's NBA career, but I made a mental note of how that game ended.

A few months later when the Bulls shocked the NBA draft lottery and ended up with the #1 pick, they unexpectedly got the opportunity to draft Rose. Some people thought Michael Beasley should be their pick, but most favored Rose, including the guy who mattered most: Paxson.

It was a nice story for the Bulls to get Rose, who happened to also be Chicago's hometown kid. I was glad the Bulls got him, but that missed free throw lingered in my mind. When the game was on the line, would he be able to get the job done? Or would Rose wilting under pressure forever be the thorn in his side?

Early in Rose's first season I heard him talk about how losing physically affects him. He even went so far as to say that after a loss he has a hard time eating and sleeping. It sounds like a good thing to say, but I wondered if it was really true. And if it was true, was it really a good thing? I mean, if you lose a game and then don't eat or sleep, won't you be making it more likely that you'll also lose the next game? At the very least, Rose's comments about wanting to win so badly caught my attention. Again, it was one more item to put in my memory bank to save for later.

During last season (2010), I found myself listening to Bulls' players interviewed in the locker room after games more and more often. It was usually late at night, just something to have on in the background. The more I listened to Rose, the more I realized that he wasn't faking a passion to win. It was real. And it was deep.

In today's NBA you're not allowed to say that somebody wants to win as much as Kobe, and you will straight up be burned at the stake if you say somebody wants to win as much as Jordan. But from what I was observing in Rose, he seemed to be blossoming into that fiercest level of competitors.

In listening to random late-night Bulls' postgame interviews during the 2010 season, only one other player aside from Rose stood out: Joakim Noah.

I had never really been a Noah fan. Maybe it was the wild hair or agitating style of play. But for whatever reason, he just seemed off. When the Bulls drafted him, I was indifferent. While I didn't particularly like him, maybe Pax saw something in Noah that would turn out to be a good player. If Noah delivered for the Bulls, I wasn't going to worry about whether he was personally "off" or not.

Unfortunately, the early reports on Noah weren't good. Aside from not being much of a factor his rookie season, he had multiple disciplinary incidents, culminating in his teammates unanimously voting to suspend him from yet another game. Then in the offseason he was apprehended by police in the middle of the night and busted for marijuana possession. My suspicions of Noah were all being confirmed. He was a bum.

And really, I never intended to change my opinion of Noah. But at some point during that epic 2009 playoff series between the Bulls and Celtics, Noah began getting more playing time--especially at crunch time--than Tyrus Thomas. Whatever I may have disliked about Noah, he was becoming better than Thomas. And finally at the end of Game 6, Noah stepped out and got a steal from Paul Pierce, furiously dribbled the length of the court and finished with a thunder dunk. Not only was that one of the most exciting plays I've ever seen in the playoffs, it was more than enough for me to welcome Noah back into the Circle of Trust.

Getting back to those late-night 2010 interviews. It started to become apparent that Rose wasn't the only Bulls' player with a laser focus on winning. The way Noah talked about his desire for winning was also remarkable. Sure, everyone will give you the "That was a tough loss tonight" quote, or "We need to go out and get the next one." But Noah's words went way beyond that. Watching his interviews on TV, you could see he was really bothered by losing. And we're not only talking about playoff losses. We're talking regular season games, too. I had never heard Kirk Hinrich talk this way. Never heard Luol Deng talk this way. Definitely never heard Ben Gordon talk this way.

When the Bulls' 2010 season ended with a playoff loss to the Cavs, it was soon announced that Vinny Del Negro had been fired as the head coach. I distinctly recall both Rose and Noah being asked in one of those locker room interviews about Del Negro's firing. Even though they were asked at separate times, their answers were remarkably similar. Both players spoke with respect for Del Negro and actually expressed some sadness that he wouldn't be back for the next season. Rather than looking forward to a fresh start, it was almost as though they felt like they had failed Del Negro as players.

Every day, every game, every play: Very few NBA players have the raging fires of competitiveness that burn within Joakim Noah and Derrick Rose.

It was refreshing to see both Rose and Noah be so fiercely competitive and focused on winning every game. Now. It had been a long time since Bulls' fans had seen that type of attitude on this team. When Ben Gordon was here, he was just interested in collecting his paycheck and grabbing his balls. But with Rose and Noah, their goal is to win a championship.


Here and Now: The 2010-2011 Chicago Bulls

During the 2010 season when people started talking about potential NBA coaching changes, one name that I started to hear was Tom Thibodeau. He was advertised as the architect of the Boston Celtics' 2008 championship defense, and he still was an assistant coach with them. However, what really got me thinking that he would make a good coach is when it surfaced that both Paul Pierce and Kevin Garnett loved having Thibodeau as a coach. It's one thing to be a basketball guru. It's quite another to be a guru who has the respect of NBA champions who will be going to the Hall of Fame.

Many months later when the Bulls hired Thibodeau, I applauded the move. Obviously, you never know how these things will work out. Every NBA coach who is hired has somebody who believes he'll become a great coach. Most of them still don't work out. Although, at least with Thibodeau the Bulls were bringing in a guy with championship experience and the endorsement of great players.

Some people didn't like the Thibodeau hiring, saying his specialty was defense and they should instead go with an offensive guru. But I don't think that was going to fit in with the Bulls' front office's thinking. Two years prior when Mike D'Antoni was interviewing for the Bulls' head coaching position, there was a story that when he sat down with the team's owner, Jerry Reinsdorf, things didn't exactly go as he had planned. From what I had heard, Reinsdorf began to extensively quiz D'Antoni about defense. After the meeting was over, there was no immediate job offer. D'Antoni quickly accepted the job with the Knicks, and the Chicago media criticized Reinsdorf for being too slow to get D'Antoni.

In hindsight, D'Antoni was never going to be the answer for Chicago. Historically, a strong defense is critical to winning an NBA championship. And as LeBron James once said of the New York Knicks coached by D'Antoni, "They don't play no D."

With the Thibodeau's first regular season as the Bulls' head coach under his belt, the league's best record,  best defense, and Coach of the Year honors, he's obviously doing something right. Let's take a look at his roster and how they fit together as a team.

Point Guard Derrick Rose is the team's superstar, leader, and closer. By adding the three-point shot to his game and becoming a more vocal leader, he's elevated his play and this team to levels that have surprised the so-called experts.

Shooting Guard Keith Bogans sets the team's defensive tone for the game, calling out the defensive plays and knowing where to be on the floor. He's their best perimeter defender. On offense, Bogans mainly just shoots an occasional three (about 38% on the season). If he hits his threes early, he gets to stay in the game and the Bulls become even tougher to beat.

Center Joakim Noah is the team's energy guy. At 6' 11",  his combination of size and athleticism present problems for every team. When he's playing great defense and getting offensive boards, it's a huge lift for the Bulls.

Small Forward Luol Deng is the glue that holds this team together, according to Coach Thibodeau. Deng has played the most minutes, and he'll often be out there holding down the fort with the second unit while Rose is catching a breather. Deng can do a little bit of everything on offense and defense. In the past, people questioned his toughness, but he has stepped that up this year.

Power Forward Carlos Boozer is the low post scoring threat. Boozer is a little bit older and dealing with a turf toe injury, so he doesn't have quite the athleticism that he used to. But he's still the Bulls' best option for creating scoring opportunities down low.

And now for the bench players, a.k.a. The Bench Mob:

Point Guard C.J. Watson is a solid backup for Rose. Watson started once this season and scored 33 points. He shot the 3-ball at about a 39% clip this year.

Shooting Guard Kyle Korver is the team's best three-point shooter. His three-point percentage was down a bit this year to 41%, but he's still money in the clutch. This season during the 4th quarter and overtime, Korver shot the 3-ball at 58%. He tries hard on defense, but he's usually a liability on that side of the court.

Shooting Guard Ronnie Brewer is athletic, and defense is his strong suit. On offense he's a good baseline player, capable of being crafty and getting to the rim in a hurry.

Center Omer Asik is one of the team's best defenders. One assistant coach even said he could become the league's best defender in a few years. Asik has potential on both ends of the court, but he's still inconsistent and a poor free throw shooter.

Power Forward Taj Gibson provides the team with great defense and can also be an offensive threat. If needed, he can step into the starting lineup and do well.

Center Kurt Thomas has been called the team's best interior defender by Thibodeau earlier in the season. Thomas also has a reliable medium range jumper. He's a veteran who's been through the battles before and has stepped into the starting lineup admirably well for various stretches this season.

Shooting Guard Rasual Butler was acquired late in the season. The only time he played was during some garbage minutes at the end of the last game of the season where he actually hit some big shots to help the Bulls come back and win. However, the Bulls don't want to have to use him in the playoffs.

Power Forward Brian Scalabrine is a good team chemistry / rah-rah guy. He was familiar with Thibodeau's system in Boston, so his biggest role was early in the season when helping to get other players on the same page. At this point, Scalabrine hasn't even been dressing for the playoff games.

The strengths of this team are well documented:

1) Defense. It starts with their defense and the system that Thibodeau has in place. The players have all bought into this system and the importance of defense, and they know their roles. Plus they have good size and athleticism. This all makes the perfect recipe for the league's best defense.

2) D-Rose. Another strength is having a superstar in Derrick Rose. His spectacular ability to attack the basket and both score and create from various angles wreaks havoc on opposing defenses. Rose's leadership also helps to set this team apart from most others. When your best player is also your hardest worker, it has a trickle-down effect on the other players.

3) Depth. The Bulls have six quality players they can bring off their bench from the notorious "Bench Mob." In particular, the Bulls are deep in the front court, which makes it much easier for their bigs to stay out of foul trouble. It also helps them to keep fresher legs on defense and clean up on the rebounds.

And if this team has a glaring weakness, it's the lack of a second ball handler who can create his own shot. At the 2-guard the Bulls rotate Bogans, Korver, and Brewer, but none of them can really get their own shot. During the season many people called for Chicago to trade for a shooting guard who would be able to fill this void. And I'm sure the front office thought about it. But there wasn't anybody available for the right price. In order to get a deal done, the Bulls would have had to trade away some of their front court depth (such as Taj Gibson). However, in doing so, the Bulls would have likely been plugging one hole but springing another. It's an area that will likely be addressed in the offseason. For now, the Bulls have to run with the guys they have.

Playoffs: The Time is Now

As the Bulls get ready for the Eastern Conference Finals, there's much speculation as to how they'll do. Can they match up well with the Miami Heat? Or will the star power of LeBron James, Dwyane Wade, and Chris Bosh reign supreme?

I've thought from the start of the playoffs that the Bulls have as good a chance at winning the championship this year as anyone else. And my feeling isn't really based on the fact that they had the best regular season record. To borrow a phrase, "the playoffs are a different beast." Playoff basketball is just different than the regular season. Here's how:

Defensive intensity: Every team turns up its defensive efforts in the playoffs. So naturally the game gets slowed down, there are fewer possessions, and less scoring. Fortunately for the Bulls, they've been used to playing and winning defensive struggles all year.

Coaching adjustments: In a seven-game series, sometimes it's amazing how different two teams can look from game to game. Part of the reason is switching from one venue to another, home and away. But another reason is coaching adjustments. Matchups and schemes can change quite a bit from game to game when coaches have more time (generally a full day or two) to prepare for fewer teams (just one team in the playoffs compared to three or four a week in the regular season). It's more of a chess match between coaches, and if one comes up with something for which the other has no counter, it's season over. But here again the Bulls are looking good. During the regular season, they never lost more than two games in a row. That is in no small measure due to a coaching staff that's prepared -- and knows how to adjust.

Star power: At the end of the day, the NBA is a star's league. And it becomes even more so in the playoffs. You can play the best defense in the world and make the smartest coaching adjustments, but if some guy is going to hit a 20' foot fadeaway jumper with a hand in his face, that's nearly impossible to guard. And some players are able to make those unbelievable shots time after time down the stretch. It's fun to watch, unless you're trying to stop it. One of the most surprising aspects of this season has been the emergence of Derrick Rose as a superstar. He's capable of making some unbelievable and unguardable shots, repeatedly and in the clutch. The Bulls have a closer, which is especially important to have in the playoffs.

In some ways this current Bulls team is a hybrid of the 2009-10 Blackhawks and the 2010-11 Bears. The Blackhawks were super-talented and deep, and they finished with the NHL's best record. The Bears caught lucky breaks, overachieved, and found themselves with home field advantage against the vaunted Green Bay Packers in the NFC Championship.

With those Blackhawks I already knew they were the most talented team in the league, and for them to win the Stanley Cup would only confirm the obvious. It was like the New England Patriots that year they went to the Super Bowl with an undefeated record. Win or lose, they were the best team in my mind. Fortunately for the Blackhawks, they brought home the Cup.

With those Bears I already knew they had overachieved and weren't as good as the Packers who had been riddled with injuries. The Packers seemed to have a better system in place and a better quarterback. The Bears, while good, had just been too inconsistent (such as when Cutler was sacked nine times by the Giants). As a fan, I wanted the Bears to beat the Packers, but my brain told me they likely wouldn't.

These Bulls are more consistent and have better leadership than those Bears did. And while these Bulls have similar depth to that Blackhawks team, they don't have the elite talent across the board that those Blackhawks did. So I wouldn't put the Bulls as a heavy favorite to win the title, but they've got a great shot.

Regardless of what happens from here, these Bulls have been fun to watch all season long. Yeah, they're winning. But it's more than that. They're well coached, they work hard, and they play together. Most of all, they've been a pleasant surprise.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

The Wrigley Bowl

This week the Illinois Fighting Illini and Northwestern Wildcats are playing in their respective bowl games, which are supposed to be the pinnacle of a good season. But Illinois and Northwestern already had their season's biggest game when they played each other in last month's Wrigleyville Classic--the first football game at Wrigley Field in 40 years. It was an electric atmosphere, and I remember it like yesterday.

When I first heard that my alma mater, Illinois, would be playing against Northwestern at Wrigley Field, it seemed like the perfect way to wake this sleeping rivalry. I had been to their 2008 game in Dyche Stadium and came away very disappointed; not only had the Illini failed to show up and earn their bowl eligibility, but the stadium wasn't even 70% full. What should have been a home game for Northwestern was instead a lackluster crowd split at about 50/50. Plus that day was cold. If I have to watch the Illini fritter away their bowl hopes against their rivals, it only adds insult to injury watching it happen while turning into an icicle.

The best college football rivalries with rich traditions are games like Ohio State-Michigan, Alabama-Auburn, Florida-Florida State, Texas-Oklahoma, Army-Navy, and so on. From a national perspective, Illinois-Northwestern is about as interesting as a UConn women's basketball game. (Apologies to Geno Auriemma.) When I was sitting in a frigid Dyche Stadium in 2008, there were six signs hanging for the seasons that Northwestern had gone to bowl games. While I knew Northwestern's 100-plus years of football history wasn't exactly filled with glorious conquests, I had forgotten that their grand total of bowl appearances as of 2008 was only six. I couldn't help but chuckle to myself at the time, although by game's end with the Illini's butts' kicked and mine frozen, there wasn't anything left to laugh about.

But everything changed when it was announced that the Illinois-Northwestern game was coming to Wrigley Field. The mystique of Wrigley meant that the rivalry would get some much-needed energy.  Finally, people other than diehard Illini and Wildcat fans would care about the game, even if only to see football played on a national baseball landmark.

On the day of the big game I hopped on the Purple Line train at Evanston's Dempster Street station and headed south. You always overhear the darnedest things on CTA trains. This time it was some guy with a big cello telling a stranger about his upcoming gig, how it would be the first time his father would see him with his new band and his hopes of making him proud; oh, and that he was dating two women--one of whom coincidentally happened to be a mutual friend of the stranger. Of course, cello guy asked him to keep this info secret. 

At the Howard Street Station I switched to the Red Line train. On the other track I could see the Holiday train with Santa's sleigh and toys, a quintessential Chicago tradition. Once on the Red Line, I had to stand and people were packed in like sardines. A woman and her two children were sitting practically beneath me. The kids, no more than ten and seven years old, were swearing regularly with f-bombs. Their mother had no problem with this and in fact joined in.

More and more people kept piling into the train at each stop. It was an uncomfortable ride that saw personal space invaded, but I was still in a good mood. Earlier in the day I had watched ESPN's College GameDay on TV. The whole crew was in Wrigleyville for the broadcast and the place was already buzzing. Chris Fowler, Kirk Herbstreit, Lee Corso, and Desmond Howard always do a great job, but today they seemed to have a little more excitement in their voices. They also had Erin Andrews join them on the set for a while. When Ernie Banks ("Mr. Cub") led them all in the singing of Take Me Out To The Ball Game, it was a memorable moment.

GameDay also took a behind-the-scenes look at historic Wrigley Field. They showed the surprisingly small, cramped conditions of the locker rooms with a dearth of shower heads and a narrow, winding hallway where the players would have to walk single file for about 90 seconds to reach the playing field.  Think about that for a moment: Walking a minute-and-a-half through a narrow, dimly lit tunnel just to make it from the locker room to the field.

And of course GameDay covered the last-minute rule change. Due to the brick wall being way too close to the east end zone, the teams' offenses would have to head toward the west end zone for the entire game. Erin Andrews gave an in-depth report from the dangerous east end zone; and then ESPN went to their other sideline reporter to cover the slightly safer west end zone. (I think it's just a coincidence that I remember Erin Andrews' name but not the other guy reporting on the sidelines, whoever he was.)

C'mon guys. What would have been so dangerous about playing in this end zone?

Finally we reached the Addison Street stop. I got off, along with practically everyone else. Fans dressed in the dueling colors of orange and purple were everywhere. It was a bottleneck trying to get down the stairs and out of the station. My plan was to go west on Addison, but that would have been like trying to swim against a strong ocean current. Instead my path was pushed north along Sheffield Avenue where the masses headed toward the giant party known as "Wildcat Way," where tents, games, souvenirs, and a cover band playing rock songs entertained a sea of humanity. I finally latched onto a trash can and pulled myself out of the rapid waters near a bar called Murphy's Bleachers. With so many people passing by, I barely had enough room to tweet. The atmosphere felt like a bowl game.


Across the street from Murphy's is Harry Caray's statue. During preparations for the Illinois-Northwestern game, the statue was cracked. Some caring fan decided to help remedy the situation with a band-aid.

I took the scenic route around the stadium, soaking in the atmosphere. Finally I met up with Westy, a college friend who had gotten me the ticket. After going through Wildcat Way again (this time I literally rubbed elbows with Northwestern's marching band as we plowed our way through the crowd), we entered the stadium 

The Chicago Cubs painted their famous marquee purple in honor of Northwestern for the game. There was a steady stream of people going through here before the game to have their photos taken in front of it. Oh, the memories...

When we first got to our seats, Wrigley's old school scoreboard showed Michigan as being up big on Wisconsin. That was surprising since it would be a big upset. But the scoreboard operator had indeed mixed up their scores and soon took those numbers down to reverse them. As darkness fell, the lights' glare on the scoreboard made it more difficult to read. Wrigley also doesn't have a big video monitor to see replays. All of these things, while frustrating at times, add to Wrigley's charm.

Our seats were fortunately here in the west end zone, so we go to see most of the action. In the east end zone someone held a sign that read, "Wrong Way."

A few empty seats were visible in the stadium and on the rooftops, but the place was packed and much livelier than what I had witnessed in Evanston two years earlier. The crowd was about 60-40 in favor of Northwestern. Our seats were in a Northwestern section, which was fine. Northwestern fans tend to be tame. They have more important things to worry about than their football team, so they're well behaved. And really, I wouldn't want to get into a putdown contest with them, because eventually it would devolve into Northwestern fans chanting "Puuuublic schooool." How can you top that putdown? (If anyone knows, please enlighten me.)

As for the game itself, the Illini got off to a hot start and rarely looked back. Mikel Leshoure rushed for an Illini record 330 yards in the 48-27 win. Although, Northwestern fought valiantly and the game was still in doubt heading into the 4th quarter. 

By the time the game had ended, night had fallen. It's hard to explain, but there's something magical about the way Wrigley's green grass glows at nighttime under the lights. It was a special moment to savor the Illini victory; a moment that was soon ended when some guy fell over backwards and smacked his head hard. Apparently he had gotten the bright idea to better admire the scene while standing on his seat -- and then it folded in on him. He said he was fine, and I hope that's true. I also hope he wasn't an Illini fan.

One of the oddities of this game's look was the wide open space in left field. I'm kinda surprised they didn't put temporary seats here to make even more money. At least all that extra green grass was pretty.

After walking south to Belmont to avoid the crowds at Addison, I found myself back on the Red Line heading north. The train was packed again, but this time I managed to snag a seat. Right in front of my nose was a purple leather glove with diamond-like stones in it, gripping the pole for support. The glove belonged to a woman in her 50s--obviously a rich Northwestern alum. She was part of a group of three couples, all about the same age. They were making plans to get off at Davis Street (in Evanston) for dinner. Someone complimented her on the gloves, and she replied that they were from Italy.  

A guy in this Northwestern group, I'll call him the "Ringleader," started asking others in the group some playful yet personal questions. One of the women declined to answer his question, citing that it was too much like the Newlywed Game and this was to a "public place." It was all in good fun. Then they looked out at the "Five Guys" burger place and started wondering out loud if there was also one in Evanston. I happened to know that there is, but there wasn't really room for me to turn around and talk to them, so I just listened as they pondered aloud. Some said there was, others said there wasn't. Finally the Ringleader asked one of the women, "Have you ever had a 'Five Guy?'" This then uncomfortably segued into the differences between men and women when it comes to fantasizing about ... ahem... more than one. This group of Northwestern fans, led by the talkative Ringleader, were having a good time discussing all sorts of subjects, including jokes about what anyone else in Chicago could have possibly been doing today other than being where all the action was at Wrigley Field. 

Then the train stopped at Jarvis, near the end of the Red Line. I couldn't see what happened, and I dare not turn around for fear of making eye contact with a mad man. But I heard what happened. As it turns out, I wasn't the only person who had grown tired of these clowns for the past half hour. Someone walked up to the Ringleader and went on an expletive-filled tirade, mentioning something about "going on and on about a silly game" and "if I ever catch you doing it again, I'll run across the field and..." I'm not going to repeat what the man said he'd do to the Ringleader, but I will say that if I'm ever sent to jail, he's the last person in the world I'd want as my cellmate. After he got off the train, there was dead silence. Before the door shut, I turned around to finally catch a glimpse of him. He was a big man dressed in a long dark coat and wearing a yellow beret. Yes, I said yellow beret. He was still facing the train, his face stone-cold serious, a dead ringer for an angry Ving Rhames.

A few stops later I made it back to Dempster and walked home. It had been a perfect autumn day for football. (Perhaps a little chilly in the second half after the sun went down, but that's football.) One of the things I'll most remember from that day in Wrigleyville was its festive and historic feel. On three different occasions I overheard various people use the exact phrase: "This is a once-in-a-lifetime experience." 

Maybe it was a once-in-a-lifetime experience. But if they do decide to play football at Wrigley again, that would be fine by me.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Thank you

Time sure does fly. Now that the 2010 World Series is over, this blog has made it through three complete baseball seasons (started in April 2008). I've really enjoyed having this outlet to write about baseball, and I hope that every now and then you might find something worthwhile here. A big thank you goes out to everyone who stops in, as well as to those who comment.  

One of the neat things about this year was getting to see both Pauly and Lisa start to blog more. (Although, Pauly hasn't blogged as much recently. Maybe we'll have to get on him about some basketball posts soon.) Another neat thing about this year was a new tradition established by the Chairman: Not finishing in UPL Baseball's top two. I'd like to see that tradition continue long into the future.

Speaking of traditions, I also started one. During this season, I tried to have a baseball trivia question ready every Monday morning. I hate Monday mornings, but I like trivia questions. So I figured that a Monday morning trivia question would give people something to look forward to on that most dreaded of days. At the very least it gave me something to look forward to. I had fun coming up with the questions and learned a few things along the way.

I haven't yet decided what to do with the trivia question during the offseason. I'm toying with the idea of switching it up. Instead of it being in a question format, maybe I'll make it a "Did You Know?" That way the knowledge shared can be a little more obscure and something different from what I've been doing the past many months. We'll see.

Thanks again for reading; and remember, if your team didn't win this year, there's always next year.

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Book Blogger Appreciation Week

This week, September 13 to 17, is Book Blogger Appreciation Week. I know, that was news to me as well. However, that won't stop me from trying to join in on the fun. If you'd like to see what some bloggers are doing for this annual event, here's a few places to check out:

Her Book Self - This book blog is run by Lisa Guerrero, who also stops in here at My Baseball Fantasy from time to time. (And she's a die-hard Cubs fan. Sorry, Lisa, I just lost the Cardinal and White Sox vote for you.) In any case, seriously, her book blog is the real deal.

Behind the Curtain - This is my other blog where I wander into the literary wilderness of books, writing, and randomness. But there's nothing random about this week. I got to interview a talented blogger at "Hair In My Coffee." You can read the interview here.

And Book Blogger Appreciation Week doesn't end there! I'll be posting a long overdue baseball book review right here later today.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

LeBron James: From Loyalty to Royalty?

Note: This is a baseball blog. But on rare occasions I'll focus on something else. This is one of those occasions.

If LeBron James refers to water boys as "Hey you," I'm not surprised. If he celebrates All-Star Weekend Tiger Woods style, I'm not surprised. If he sometimes takes ill-conceived advice from Maverick Carter, I'm not surprised. But if LeBron's behavior, as this Yahoo Sports article by Adrian Wojnarowski suggests, was so much worse than other NBA stars that Team USA seriously considered not taking him to Beijing, I am shocked. I never would have guessed that he had been that big of a problem, mainly due to his on-court success and so many other players seemed to like him.

I don't know what LeBron is like when the cameras are off. Although, my hunch is that some journalist out there will have a LeBron book ready by the NBA playoffs next spring, if not sooner.

Yes, I realize it's just basketball and there are a million things more important in this world, but as somebody who is originally from Ohio and whose first NFL TV-watching experience was "The Fumble," I've always been a fan of LeBron and the Cavs' resurgence. This whole free agency saga has intrigued me, mainly because I knew it would give us further insights into the real LeBron James. And this is bearing out.

A star is born: Cavs' fans hit the jackpot when Cleveland drafted their home grown talent, LeBron James. But maybe LeBron also hit the jackpot by playing in Cleveland, the only place where America could so quickly and so strongly perceive him to have that rarest of traits in professional sports: Loyalty.

From a basketball standpoint, LeBron's decision to go to Miami might prove to be the smartest choice. He gets to team up with another top 5 player and buddy (Wade), an All-Star big and buddy (Bosh), and an executive with championship, even dynasty, pedigree (Riley). And South Beach ain't bad either, especially with its proximity to the Bahamas. For a star who craves luxury and privacy...

I just never dreamt that LeBron would go on national TV and tell Cleveland that he was leaving them during a primetime reality show. But once the show was scheduled and his rumored leanings toward Miami surfaced in the media, I pretty much knew that he would indeed go on TV and stab Cleveland in the heart.

One aspect of the LeBron saga has been the perceived economic impact on Cleveland. Aside from Dan Gilbert losing about $100 million in the value of his Cavaliers franchise, some estimates have the economic community surrounding Quicken Loans Arena, where the Cavs play, as losing $20 million to $40 million per year. While I feel bad for the rabid Cleveland sports fans that LeBron is leaving, I don't feel bad for Cleveland. As a community, if Cleveland wants to stop being "The Mistake by the Lake," then they need to elect better politicians and implement smarter policies. It's not LeBron's fault that people have been fleeing Cleveland for 60 years.

As a Bulls' fan, I wanted to see LeBron James play for Chicago. Although, as I mentioned above, I can definitely respect his decision to play in Miami. My biggest problem is with how he made the decision. By breaking the news during a primetime TV special, he showed a lack of respect for Cavs' fans that was alarming. But then again, shame on me for being alarmed. We've actually seen this from him before.

What has impressed me most about LeBron, aside from his hometown pride, is how quickly he transitioned into the NBA. By age 19, he was already a bona fide NBA superstar. And there's no doubt that I enjoy watching him play more than anyone else in the league. However, my first "uh oh" moment with LeBron came at the end of the 2009 season. Do you remember what happened then?

After the Cavs were eliminated from the playoffs by the underdog Magic, LeBron walked off the court without shaking hands. He then proceeded to skip his media duties and disappeared into the night. When he was finally asked about his poor sportsmanship in defeat, rather than apologize or at least acknowledge that he should have handled it better, LeBron dug in and offered this:

"It's hard for me to congratulate somebody after you just lose to them. I'm a winner. It's not being a poor sport or anything like that. If somebody beats you up, you're not going to congratulate them. That doesn't make sense to me. I'm a competitor. That's what I do. It doesn't make sense for me to go over and shake somebody's hand."
At the very least, a disconnect in LeBron's world was being revealed. When he wins, it's great for other people to come up and shake hands with the "King." But when he loses, for some reason it doesn't make sense for him to show the same type of respect to others?

In fairness, LeBron apparently did email congratulations to the Magic center, Dwight Howard, after the game. And when his Cavs were eliminated from the playoffs this season, LeBron showed that he had learned his lesson and shook hands with the Celtics. But the memory of him walking off the court without congratulating the Magic, and then shrugging it off by saying that type of immediate congrats "doesn't make sense to me," lingered in my mind. LeBron wasn't being malicious by not shaking hands with the Magic. He wasn't even taking anything personal. He was simply in his own world. A world of rules that are foreign to you and me, but normal for him.

When I first heard that LeBron was scheduling a one-hour primetime TV event to announce his free agency decision, I didn't believe it. This is a joke, right? But when I realized it was not a joke, I immediately went back to LeBron not shaking hands with the Magic and then explaining it away with his own set of special rules which he takes for granted as much as the air he breathes. His primetime TV event, "The Decision," by all appearances was setting up to be "The Non-Shake: Part II." LeBron was going to publicly do something that seemed perfectly normal to him, but it would be perceived by most people as borderline delusional.

Cleveland sports fans have suffered through Red Right 88, The Drive, The Fumble, The Shot, The Move, and Jose Mesa. Now you can add The Decision.

Going into the free agency summer, LeBron was admittedly facing a situation where his brand image would be permanently affected, no matter what. This is partly due to the fact that he obviously wouldn't be able to please everybody (can only play for one team), but it's also partly due to the nature of his brand.

 When I think of LeBron's branding from 2003 to 2009, here is what I most associated with him:
  1. Superstar basketball talent. Possibly the best player in the NBA? People always respect that. 
  2. Fun phenom. Not only did LeBron reach a truly elite level as a basketball player, but he did it in record time at age 19. Just a kid, "Bron Bron" brought his own brand of fun to the NBA with his make-believe team photos, half-court pre-game circus shots, and chalk-exploding spectacle. 
  3. Loyal. It was a feel-good story when the Cavs were able to draft the hometown kid. And it only grew as LeBron continued to lift the franchise to new heights--and re-signed with the team the first time in 2007.
A few things to note: The "fun phenom" tag is steeped in youth. When you're 24 and leading your team to the best record in the league, the make-believe photos of your teammates are cool. But once your team starts getting upset in the playoffs a few times, it stops being cute. And, of course, people are always looking for who's going to be "the next superstar." You can't stay young forever, so from the beginning this fun phenom tag was a ticking time bomb.

The other thing to note is what's absent from the above list: Champion. LeBron has stated that this is what was most important to him. And it probably is, especially considering that winning a championship is the best way to take your brand to the next level. While we can debate Kobe vs. LeBron here in the U.S., there's no debate in China where they tend to respect championships even more. When it comes to selling apparel in China, Kobe owns LeBron.

Now that LeBron has made his free agency decision, how has his brand image changed? Well, by leaving Cleveland, we knew the Loyalty tag would be diminished. But by announcing it on TV during his own primetime special, LeBron has destroyed the Loyalty tag. Granted, I could tell by Gilbert's comments after the Cavs lost in this season's playoffs that he would be a terrible owner to play for and that LeBron should leave. But the manner in which he left has made himself look like an egomaniac not just in Cleveland, but across America.

It's often been said in sports that "Winning takes care of everything." And it's no different for LeBron. If he can win the NBA championship next June, King James will have legitimized his nickname and officially become NBA Royalty. He also would be well on his way to forging a moneymaking brand image stronger than he's ever had.

Miami 3-Heat: LeBron and Co. have a chance to be the biggest NBA rock stars since the Jordan/Pippen/Rodman Bulls of '95-'98. Much like Tiger Woods, LeBron needs to win in order to clean up his PR mess.

Ideally, I think LeBron would have wanted both Loyalty and Royalty. But when he realized that he couldn't have both, he had to make a choice. I don't blame him for choosing Miami, the path that he thinks will best lead him to Royalty. But for now, the only thing we know is that he's shed Loyalty. We'll see if he can seize Royalty.

Sunday, May 30, 2010

True Baseball Heroes

Joe Guzzardi of the Lodi News-Sentinel has written a good article recalling heroes who gave up baseball to serve their country. There are many interesting World War II facts in his story, from Cecil Travis possibly missing out on the Hall of Fame due to getting frostbitten feet during the Battle of the Bulge, to the manufacturer of Louisville Slugger bats converting its production lines to make M1 carbine rifle stocks. If you get a chance, you can check out his article here.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Just for laughs

Admittedly, I've been following the Leno-Conan drama over the past week or so. In some ways I'm reminded of the Greek story of Oedipus where the parents were warned that their son will grow up to kill his father and marry his mother. Upon hearing this the parents take drastic measures to prevent it from coming true, but in the end their own actions help fulfill the prophecy. 

As of this writing, the conventional wisdom is that Jay Leno will get 'The Tonight Show' back at 11:35 ET and Conan O'Brien will leave to do his own show on Fox. But a lot can change--and quickly--in the TV business. Only time will tell.

In the meantime, I've been thinking about great comedians and recalled of an old baseball sketch by Abbott and Costello. I'm sure most of you have seen this before, but it might be worth another look:

Monday, July 13, 2009

NuttyBuddy

Former MLB pitcher Mark Littell is taking the phrase "stand behind your product" rather literally...



And if you can't get enough of Littell's NuttyBuddy taking a 90 m.p.h. fastball at point blank range, then here's another video for you viewing amusement.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Today's lineup

1.Nomar Garciaparra
2.Manny Ramirez
3.Johnny Damon
4.Trot Nixon
5.David Ortiz
6.Shea Hillenbrand
7.Derek Lowe
8.Pedro Martinez
9.Brian Roberts
10.Jay Gibbons
11.Melvin Mora
12.Jerry Hairston
13.Jason Giambi
14.Alfonso Soriano
15.Raul Mondesi
16. Aaron Boone
17.Andy Pettitte
18.Jose Contreras
19.Roger Clemens
20.Carlos Delgado
21.Vernon Wells
22.Frank Catalanotto
23.Kenny Rogers
24.Magglio Ordonez
25.Sandy Alomar
26.Bartolo Colon
27.Brent Abernathy
28.Jose Lima
29.Milton Bradley
30.Casey Blake
31.Danys Baez
32.Craig Monroe
33.Dmitri Young
34.Alex Sanchez
35.Eric Chavez
36.Miguel Tejada
37.Eric Byrnes
38.Jose Guillen
39.Keith Foulke
40.Ricardo Rincon
41.Bret Boone
42.Mike Cameron
43.Randy Winn
44.Ryan Franklin
45.Freddy Garcia
46.Rafael Soriano
47.Scott Spiezio
48.Troy Glaus
49.Francisco Rodriguez
50.Ben Weber
51.Alex Rodriguez
52.Juan Gonzalez
53.Rafael Palmeiro
54.Carl Everett
55.Javy Lopez
56.Gary Sheffield
57.Mike Hampton
58.Ivan Rodriguez
59.Derrek Lee
60.Bobby Abreu
61.Terry Adams
62.Fernando Tatis
63.Livan Hernandez
64.Hector Almonte
65.Tony Armas
66.Dan Smith
67.Roberto Alomar
68.Cliff Floyd
69.Roger Cedeno
70.Jeromy Burnitz
71.Moises Alou
72.Sammy Sosa
73.Corey Patterson
74.Carlos Zambrano
75.Mark Prior
76.Kerry Wood
77.Matt Clement
78.Antonio Alfonseca
79.Juan Cruz
80.Aramis Ramirez
81.Craig Wilson
82.Kris Benson
83.Richie Sexson
84.Geoff Jenkins
85.Valerio de los Santos
86.Benito Santiago
87.Rich Aurilia
88.Barry Bonds
89.Andres Galarraga
90.Jason Schmidt
91.Felix Rodriguez
92.Jason Christiansen
93.Matt Herges
94.Paul Lo Duca
95.Shawn Green
96.Oliver Perez
97.Adrian Beltre
98.Eric Gagne
99.Guillermo Mota
100.Luis Gonzalez
101.Todd Helton
102.Ryan Klesko
103.Gary Matthews

Sunday, June 21, 2009

The Baseball Collector (Since 1990)


And for those of you interested, Zack Hample's streak has now reached 600 major league games, and he has eclipsed 4,000 baseballs. You can catch all the action on his blog.

Thursday, May 14, 2009

The World's Best Illusion

The no-look pass in basketball. The end reverse in football. In sports, as in life, the successful use of an illusion can trick your opponent into seeing one thing when actually something different is happening; and in that moment--if you're the master of the illusion--you have gained the upper hand, if only for a moment.

At a recent gathering of neuroscientists and psychologists, they chose an entry from a Bucknell professor as the world's best illusion. And what was his entry about?

The curveball. (Check it out.)

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Nick Adenhart - R.I.P.

A projected top 5 pick who slipped all the way to the 14th round because of an injury, Nick Adenhart climbed all the way up the ladder to make it into the big leagues. Sadly, that all came to an end last night.

Is there a curse on MLB pitchers? I mean, yeah, they make up 50% of the league, but they seem to comprise a much higher percentage of the unexpected deaths.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

The calm before the storm

When I wake up the morning of the fantasy baseball draft, I feel like a kid on Christmas Day ready to rip into all of his presents. Sure, I have some ideas as to what I might get, but there also will be a few surprises along the way.

As I type this post I already feel the adrenaline starting to simmer. Once the draft starts on Saturday morning, I'll have a good adrenaline rush going and the time will fly by.

This year it's a keeper league, so that alters the strategy--and raises the stakes. This draft will be our most important one yet.

As a blogger, most people on the Internet only know me for the words I write. They don't know what I look like or how I act in "real life." This year I've decided to start changing that by posting videos where I share some of my innermost thoughts. As such, today I got together with a few friends who helped me make an amateur music video. It's based on a song that I wrote last night when I couldn't sleep. In this song I express my raw emotions for this upcoming draft. I know this video is not much, but it's the best my friends and I could do on such short notice. I hope you like it...

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

'Tis the season for giving

In the spirit of Christmas, I figured that it was time to give a gift on this blog. But not just any gift. Yes, you guessed it… it’s time for another prestigious award.

I usually steer clear of politics on this blog, so please forgive me as I give a brief background for this award. Back in 2007, Senator Hillary Rodham Clinton launched her campaign to become the first woman elected President of the United States. She began her campaign letting the voters in our great country know that she wanted to have a “conversation” with us. She wanted us, as Americans, to explore ideas together and have an open and honest dialogue.

While Senator Clinton’s campaign for president ultimately fell short, her conversation continues to this day. Last month, President-elect Barack Obama nominated Clinton to be U.S. Secretary of State where she will be able to continue this conversation all around the globe.

The My Baseball Fantasy blog recognizes Senator Hillary Clinton as our country’s soon-to-be top diplomat who, above all else, is committed to the conversation and just so happens to be a lifelong Yankees fan, too. For these reasons, and others, I am proud to unveil the most prestigious award this blog has ever bestowed upon a reader: “The Hillary Clinton Conversation Award.”


The “Hillary Clinton Conversation Award” (or “Hillary” for short) goes to reader who, over the course of the year, adds the most to the baseball conversation on this blog. While this award favors quality over quantity, a poster’s entire body of work (for that year) is considered.

Deciding who would win the Hillary this year was an extremely difficult task. Having never done this before, I first tried various subjective methods to calculate points and kept getting a different winner each time. As such, I was essentially stuck with a four-way tie. With it being Christmas and all, I thought that would actually be a nice story—just give the first-ever Hillary to all four of my readers. But then I thought, “No, this award needs to have some integrity.”

So how to break the tie?

Just when all seemed hopeless, I remembered a post of mine from late July. It was titled, “What if?” In it, I pondered what a regular MLB fan should do if they just so happened to be in the dugout when a bench-clearing brawl breaks out. I was careful not to say too much in the post, because I wanted to see how readers would connect the dots on their own.

In reality, the situation I described in the “What if” post gives the reader only two choices: Stay in the dugout and break from the brotherhood—a dishonor so disgraceful that your entire experience would be wrecked; or save face and go out there and get your butt totally kicked in.

Now some people might say, “I’ll go out there and really hold my own!” Well, not so fast. First off, remember that you’re a regular fan. MLB players are professional athletes, and regular fans are not. Even the journeymen are professional athletes. Just because a guy has a .216 batting average or a 6.83 ERA doesn’t mean you could “hold your own” with them in a fight. You’d get your ass kicked. Badly.

On the other hand, others might say, "I'd just stay in the dugout." Well, okay, you'd only be breaking the most sacred of unwritten sports rules: Protect your teammates.

So as I’m pondering this dilemma, a possible (albeit ugly) solution does come to mind. During these bench-clearing brawls, it’s not just MLB players who join the melee. It’s coaches, too; and some of those guys are really getting up there in years. I then remembered the time a few years back when Don Zimmer charged Pedro Martinez who, in self defense, pushed an already stumbling Zimmer down to the ground. (Martinez caught hell for that in the media, but I honestly always thought Zimmer was lucky that nothing worse happened to him.) In any case, as I was writing the “What if” post I thought to myself, “Well, if I were ever in one of those brawls, my best bet would be to find a guy like Zimmer…”


I finished my post by posing this question to the readers: “My question to you, the regular fan sitting in the dugout, is this: What would you do and why?”

Lo and behold, Chairman Gau gave a concise answer that still managed to touch on all of the major themes that I had been considering. Here are his golden words verbatim:

“I think that I go out there, swinging, and go down in infamy. Maybe go find Don Zimmer or some other old dude.”

So Chairman Gau, with your countless insights into the game of baseball, off-color humor, and willingness to admit that in an MLB brawl your best shot at respectability would be to find Don Zimmer, you have contributed to the conversation on this blog more than any of the other six billion people on this planet. As such, My Baseball Fantasy proudly presents you with "The 2008 Hillary Clinton Conversation Award."

Congratulations, Chairman Gau!

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Coolstandings

Earlier this year I noticed a new feature in ESPN's MLB standings. In the last few columns they started showing what appeared to be percentages showing the likelihood that the team would win their division, the wild card, or make the playoffs in general. Today I finally checked out what these Coolstandings mean.

And for what it's worth, back on July 5th Coolstandings had these five teams as the most likely to finish the season in the playoffs:

TEAM POFF
Chicago Cubs 82.6
Philadelphia Phillies 79.0
Tampa Bay Rays 77.8
Chicago White Sox 68.9
Boston Red Sox 67.6

I imagine many baseball fans have already read about Coolstandings, but if you haven't, then you might be interested in checking it out.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

"Hey Chicago, whaddya say?"

I didn't make it to a Cubs or Sox game this season. However, I've been thinking back to the Cubs game I attended last year in July. It was an exciting game and the Cubs beat the Astros by a run. At the end of the game, though, something happened that seemed surprisingly natural, yet disturbingly unfamiliar.

Everyone in Wrigley was singing, "Go Cubs Go."

It seemed natural in the sense that everyone knew the routine, belting out the song in a celebratory bliss. For those who don't know the lyrics, the chorus goes like this:

Go Cubs Go!
GO CUBS GO!
Hey Chicago, whaddya say?
The Cubs are going to win today!

Granted, it seemed like a safe song to play AFTER a win, although maybe a bit sappy. However, it was a catchy tune and I still distinctly remember the crowd being happy, singing and watching as their players in the home whites and Cubbie blue looked alive, giving high fives all around on the bright green diamond.

But what bothered me was that I had never heard the song before. Yes, this proves I'm not the biggest Cub fan in the world, but still, had I been living under a rock? Where did this song come from? Had I heard it before, only to have forgotten?

I asked a few of my friends who also were at the game, and the answers I got varied. Some were indifferent to the question, whereas others had insisted they had heard it at the end of games before. At that point I dropped the issue.

Until a few months ago.

Late at night I was listening to some sports radio which, if it's not a game that time of night, is usually brutal. Some host whom I likely feel sorry for is trying to keep things interesting while begging for phone calls before each commercial break. Of course, once somebody calls in, it tends to be some idiot asking why Lou Piniella doesn't drop a slumping Derrek Lee down to the six hole or what Kenny Williams could get in return by trading a slumping Jim Thome. My favorites are when little league coaches explain how certain advice they gave their kids worked wonders, and it's that same advice this pro team needs to hear. (I know, I know, I'm complicit in this stupidity for listening.)

But one night somebody called in to ask the host, "When did they start playing that Go Cubs Go song after Cubs' wins?"

In all my years of listening to sports talk radio, I've never heard a more interesting question. So I stopped whatever it was I was doing, and I listened very carefully for the host's answer.

And his answer was: "You know, I've been wondering the same thing."

Seeing an opportunity to salvage his show for the night, the host then encouraged people to call in with the answer. And call they did.

The first guy claimed that it started this year (2008). However, even I knew that was wrong, because I had heard it with my own ears in July 2007.

So the next caller came in and he had a different story, and so did the next. There were many different opinions, but finally a trend started to appear.

One of the callers said the song was actually fairly old, possibly dating to the 1980's, and several callers verified that the song had often been blared in the streets near Wrigley during the 2003 playoffs. After that, things became a bit murkier. But one guy claimed that he was a season ticket holder, and he knew that the song really started to gain traction as the tune to be played in Wrigley after a Cubs' win shortly after the Carlo Zambrano vs. Michael Barrett fight last year. According to this Cub fan, it was during a Cubs' hot streak last July when this tradition started to form.

Which, as it turns out, is the same month that I first heard the song.

For whatever reason, today I finally Googled the song. Like so many things in life, you have to understand the way things were before you can understand the way things are. How could a Cubs' song from the 80's pop out of nowhere and become entrenched in a new Wrigley Field tradition? And what's with those sappy, optimistic lyrics?

Before there was a Steve Bartman, there was a Steve Goodman. Back in 1981, just in his early 30's, Steve Goodman had already been living with leukemia for more than a decade. He was a lifelong Cubs' fan and, back in those days, the Cubs really sucked. They hadn't been over .500 in nearly a decade, and in 1980 they lost over 60% of their games while finishing dead last. So Goodman, a (2-time Grammy-winning) singer and songwriter facing terminal cancer, decided that it was finally time to tell it like it was. He wrote a song called "A Dying Cub Fan's Last Request." While the lyrics spoke of a person who loved the Cubs, they also spoke honestly (and humorously) about the ineptitude of that same team. Here's an excerpt:

When I was a boy, they were my pride and joy
But now they only bring fatigue
To the home of the brave, the land of the free
And the doormat of the National League

His voice was pretty good, his words poetic, and Goodman's song started to get a lot of attention. But one person hated the song: the new Cubs' general manager, Dallas Green. At the time, the Cubs were trying to ditch the "lovable loser" label. They wanted to be about winning, and Dallas Green didn't like the idea of Cubs' fans embracing this song. Reportedly, Green even said that Steve Goodman was no fan of the Cubs.

Before the 1984 season, Dan Fabian, program director and head of promotions for WGN radio, set out to find a new opening theme for the Cubs' radio broadcasts. His first thought was to get Jimmy Buffett, a Cubs' fan, to re-do "Margaritaville" as "Wrigleyville." But then he heard an interview with Steve Goodman, and he had a new idea...

Goodman agreed to Fabian's request, and that's when the song "Go Cubs Go" was born. Here's an excerpt from a Chicago Tribune article talking about the song's creation:

Among the backup vocalists on the refrain are former players Gary Matthews, Thad Bosley, Jay Johnstone, Jody Davis and Keith Moreland -- dubbed "The Chicago Cubs Chorus" on the label.
Moreland, at it happens, shows up in the lyrics of Goodman's other notable baseball song, "A Dying Cub Fan's Last Request," dropping a "routine fly" at the "ivy-covered burial ground."
As it turned out, the Cubs finally started winning again in 1984, the first season that "Go Cubs Go" opened up the radio broadcasts. While the Cubs did go on to win the National League East Division that season, Goodman died just a few days before it actually happened. During Goodman's 36 years, he never saw the Cubs even make the playoffs.

After 1984, the Cubs started to taper off again, and finally in 1988 "Go Cubs Go" was replaced by a Beach Boys song ("Here Come The Cubs"). Although, "Go Cubs Go" was still occasionally played at Wrigley.

It wasn't until last July, nearly 20 years after it had been replaced on the radio broadcasts, that "Go Cubs Go" became a permanent fixture at Wrigley Field after Cubs' victories.

Speaking of Cubs' victories, they clinched a playoff spot today. It also happens to be exactly 24 years after Steve Goodman's passing.

And you know what? Goodman's "Go Cubs Go" song is as popular - and true - as ever.