It wasnât going to be a thing. Kevin Kiermaier slid home against the Blue Jays on Monday, and in so doing managed to inadvertently knock loose the card on which Toronto catcher Alejandro Kirk kept his teamâs game plan for Tampa Bay hitters. Kiermaier looked down, saw the thing, snatched it up as subtly as possible and returned to his dugout.
The Blue Jays werenât pleased. They wanted their card back, and sent a bat boy to the Rays dugout to ask for its return. Why the bat boy and not an actual team member? Who knows? Did low-keying the personnel decision affect Tampa Bayâs response? Well, whoever had it on the Raysâ bench refused to give it up, so maybe.
From where I sit, this one is easy to legislate. Kiermaier stole Torontoâs signs in the truest sense of the word. His actions were pure gamesmanship, and if Toronto decides that it wishes to not have its signs stolen in the future, it should do a better job of protecting them. (Like, for real. My kidâs travel ball team wears wristbands with plays in them and has managed to not lose a single card in three years. It ainât that tough. Then again, Kiermaier himself said that just last week he lost his own card while sliding into second, and Tigers infielder Niko Goodrum tried to grab it. So who knows, maybe this some sort of epidemic we’re just learning about now.)
At first, this appeared to be a non-issue. Keirmaier stumbled through a postgame monologue about how he didnât even know what it was when he picked it up and then he gave it to the Tampa Bay equipment manager and boy golly it was all just so confusing at the time. Very little of what he said was believable, but still, Rays manager Kevin Cash met with Jays manager Charlie Montoyo before Tuesdayâs game, apologized for the whole affair and returned the card. Montoyo called it âagua under the bridge.â
Fine. I wasnât even gonna post about it. And then the Jays had to go and do something stupid like drill Kiermaier in response.
It happened in the eighth inning when, with Tampa Bay leading, 7-1, Ryan Bourecki planted a 93-mph heater into Kiermaierâs back. The pitcher was ejected (as was Toronto pitching coach Pete Walker, who just about lost his mind when Borucki got the thumb, despite that being the most obvious outcome). Benches emptied, though no punches were thrown.
Bourecki later called it a mistake, something that nobody in the Rays dugoutâparticularly Kiermaier or Cashâbelieved. Twitter agrees with them:
âI hope we play those guys [in the playoffs], I really do,â Kiermaier said. âI hope we play them. The motivation’s there.â
Just wait to see what happens if the Rays are eliminated and the Jays move on. Who wants to bet on some of Torontoâs state secrets being spilled to whatever team they end up playing? Even if the card is entirely specific to Tampa Bay, there are certainly things to learn for any willing opponent.
The Rays could have been chivalrous and returned the card immediately, and it would have been a nice story. This is the big leagues, though, where teams scramble to gain any advantage within the rules (and sometimes beyond). Thinking that Tampa Bayâor any teamâwould do otherwise is simply folly for Toronto.
Gamesmanship has always had a role in baseball. With a sport so deliberate, psychological ploys can find space to breathe, and those that work go down in lore. I devoted an entire chapter to the topic in The Baseball Codes, covering everything from deking runners to the hidden-ball trick.
A favorite story that didnât make the book involved Pete Rose showing up to the 1978 All-Star Game with a batch of Japanese baseballs provided by his sponsor, Mizuno. The foreign balls were slightly smaller and more tightly wound than their North American counterparts, and traveled farther when hit. Rose convinced his NL teammates to use them during batting practice, and to keep it a secret. He then talked a number of American League players into watching their opponents take some cuts.
Using the smaller balls, the National Leaguers put on a show, blasting drive after drive over the spacious outfield in San Diego. When they were done, they took care to collect all the balls and return them to their clubhouse. Using standard major league baseballs for their own batting practice, the American Leaguers had a much rougher go of things.
How much impact the psyche job had is unknown, but one thing is definite: Rose and his NL teammates won their seventh All-Star Game in a row, 7-3.
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Today, we are in a new era of gamesmanship based around baseballâs recent obsession with sticky stuff. Not long agoâlike, even a weekâmanagers hewed strongly to a tradition that prevented them from asking umpires to inspect the opposing pitcher for hidden substances like pine tar. Because umps did not possess the power to initiate such examinations on their own, this was the only way that pitchers could be checked.
Because every team had players who utilized similar tactics, checking the opponent was a surefire way to have your own pitcher tossed from the game at some point in the future. Restraint from the practice was a matter of self-preservation.
No longer.
Now that umpires are required to examine every pitcher, sometimes at multiple points during a game, managers seem to have eased up when it comes to their own approach to the issue. At least Phillies skipper Joe Girardi has.
On Tuesday, after Washingtonâs Max Scherzer had already been checked twice by umpires, per league mandate, Girardi stepped up the attention in the fourth inning after he noticed the pitcher run his hand through his hair while on the mound. The managerâs postgame explanation involved the suspicion that Scherzer was hiding some sort of substance there, based in part on Girardi never having noticed Scherzer self-toussle like that.
In many corners, however, people suggested that Girardi was merely trying to rattle the pitcher, who had been visibly annoyed during his previous searches.
Gamesmanship.
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Grover Cleveland Alexanderâs strikeout of Tony Lazzeri to snuff out a bases-loaded rally in Game 7 of the 1926 World Series is an iconic baseball moment. Less remembered is the detail that when Alexanderâ39 years old and having pitched a complete-game victory over the Yankees only a day earlierâwas called in from the bullpen, he took his time getting to the mound. Like, he really took his time.
By that point in his career, Alexander was unflappable. He also knew that Lazzeri, while coming off of an excellent season, was a 22-year-old rookie who had never before faced such pressure. As Les Bell said in Peter Golenbockâs Spirit of St. Louis, âAt that moment, [Lazzeri] was a youngster up against a master.â
Alexanderâs extra-languorous stroll to the mound very intentionally gave Lazzeri extra time to think. And as we all learned from Bull Durham, thinking is not a ballplayerâs ally. It was pure gamesmanship, intended to get an opponent off of his mark, and it worked. Lazzeri fanned, rally snuffed and lead maintained, Alexander pitched two more shutout innings to clinch the title for St. Louis.
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For Scherzer, the reality was that he had just inadvertently thrown a 1-2 pitch toward the head of Nationals hitter Alec Bohm, which Bohm had only narrowly managed to avoid, and was desperate to find some extra tack to help him grip the ball. Rosin is legal on a big league mound, but without a mixing agent Scherzer was stuck. It was a cool night, and the right-hander wasnât sweating much. In fact, the only place he could find some accumulated moisture was under his cap. So he ran his hand through his hair.
After the right-hander threw two straight strikes to whiff Bohm, Girardi pounced.
Hereâs the thing about gamesmanship: It works best when an opponent has a weakness to exploit. For Scherzer, it was twofold. One is that heâs an avowed supporter of tack, and has already been named in an ongoing drama that involves Angeles clubhouse man Bubba Harkins providing sticky substances for players around the league. The other part has to do with a groin injury that cost the pitcher nearly two weeks, during which time MLB announced its no-tolerance policy. Mondayâs start was Scherzer’s first since June 11, and heâd had only one bullpen session to prepare for his new, tack-free reality.
Was Girardi pointedly trying to exploit these details? He vehemently denied it, but the Nationals donât seem to believe him.
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On May 29, 1974, Minnesotaâs Jerry Terrell came to the plate at Fenway Park with runners at the corners and one out in the top of the 13th inning. The score was 4-4. As Red Sox pitcher Diego Segui went into his windup, Terrell bent down to grab some dirt from the batterâs boxâa trick heâd learned as an amateur to lure a pitcher into halting his delivery. Such a tactic isnât legal in the big leagues, with rule 4.06(a)âfalling under the Unsportsmanlike Conduct categoryâspecifically prohibiting the calling of time while a ball is in play âfor the obvious purpose of trying to make the pitcher commit a balk.â
On that day, umpires didnât catch it. Segui paused, the balk was called, and what would be the winning run crossed the plate.
Gamesmanship won again.
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As Scherzer finished the inning, Nationals coachesâclearly unimpressed with Girardiâs strategy, be it gamesmanship or a genuine suspicion that Scherzer was cheatingâunloaded on the manager. So too did Scherzer, who stared daggers into the Phillies dugout as he walked off of the field. Upon reaching his bench, he repeatedly showed Girardi his cap and glove, shouting, âTheyâre clean! Theyâre clean!â as he mockingly ran his hand through his hair.
When Washington hitting coach Kevin Longâformerly on Girardiâs staff with the Yankeesâcontinued the verbal assault, Girardi stormed the field ready to fight, and ended up ejected. Later, Nationals GM Mike Rizzo called Girardi âa con artist.â
There is an old story from the early part of the 20th century involving a fastball pitcher for the St. Louis Cardinals who was giving the Pirates fits. Pittsburgh shortstop Honus Wagnerâs solution was, while batting, to catch one of those fastballs barehanded and insouciantly toss it back to the mound. With two strikes in the count the umpire called Wagner out, but the tactic worked. According to legend, anyway, the pitcher walked the next five hitters.
Girardiâs ploy, whatever its motivations, did not have a similar effect. Scherzer walked the next batter following his mound inspection, but retired five straight after that to earn his sixth win of the year in a 3-2 Nationals victory.
The main question weâre faced with now is whether Girardiâs con (if it actually was a con) will take root. Max Scherzer is too stout a pitcher, both mentally and physically, to be trapped by such shenanigans (if they actually were shenanigans), but other pitchersâespecially in a league dominated by 20-something-year-old relieversâare more suspect.
Just as MLB rules prohibit a hitter from calling time in order to discombobulate a pitcher, so too do they prohibit a manager from executing a substance check for similar reasons. The umpireâs in Tuesdayâs game, in fact, conferred before checking Scherzer, to confirm the validity of Girardiâs point.
That alone is an endorsement for the purity of the managerâs motivation. Whether he should have done what he did is a different story, however, as is the fact that such a tactic has now been inexorably planted into the heads of every coaching staff in baseball. If Billy Martin can wait until the right moment to have the umpires check George Brettâs bat, you can bet that thereâs somebody out there right now anticipating a key spot in an upcoming pennant race to pull this particular card from his back pocket.
We can only sit back and watch the fireworks explode when he does.
In baseball, the lights shine brightest during October. Those who embrace that notion are already halfway to stardom.
In that vein, anybody in St. Louis who hadnât heard of Juan
Soto before the NLCS kicked off last night sure as shootinâ knows who he is
now.
Soto went a quiet 1-for-5 with two strikeouts against the Cardinals in Washington’s 2-0 Game 1 victory, so it wasnât his play that turned heads at Busch Stadium. It was what he did between plays that drew ire. Â
In Washington, they call it the âSoto shuffleââa between-pitches routine in which the hitter squats, scrapes his feet through the box and shimmies his shoulders in a way that falls someplace between a samba and performance art. He will occasionally lick his lips and adjust his cup, the latter tending to particularly rankle given that he undertakes the entire affair while staring down the pitcherâsome of whom tend to take exception.
Last night, that was St. Louisâ Miles Mikolas.
There are pitchers for whom such a displayâand let’s be fair here: that was the Soto Shuffle on steroidsâmight inspire a retaliatory fastball. Whether Mikolas is among their ranks has yet to be seen, as, nursing a one-run deficit, the right-hander had no wiggle room with which to yield a free baserunner to the opposition. Instead, after wriggling out of a bases-loaded jam in the fifth inning, he grabbed his crotch right back at Soto.
Soto has said that his batterâs box choreography helps him synch his timing. Indeed, he did it against Milwaukeeâs Josh Hader in the wild-card game, just before sealing Washingtonâs 4-3 win with a three-run single in the ninth. Then again, last week he also said that âI like to get in the minds of the pitchers, because sometimes they get scared.â Gamesmanship at its finest.
After the game, Mikolas laughed off Sotoâs act, saying in a Washington Post report that âI was just having fun,â while adding that Soto is a great hitter, âand great hitters have routines.â
âThatâs part of his routine,â he said, âhis shtick.â
In the Nationals clubhouse, Soto took a similar tack, saying, âHe got me out so he can do whatever he wants. … Iâm just going to laugh about it.â
The thing is, the Cardinalsâteam and fans alikeâhew toward traditionalism. Showboating has no place in their ballpark (with a few notable exceptions). Just last week, closer Carlos Martinez got into it with Atlantaâs Ronald AcuĂąa Jr. over the hitterâs celebratory practices. Hell, Cards catcher Yadi Molina has already disparaged Soto this season for taking too much time between pitches. Their fans offered requisite verbal confirmation of this displeasure, raining boos down upon Soto.
Even Sotoâs own manager, Dave Martinezâsomething of a traditionalist himselfâstumbled when asked about the playerâs routine, saying in the Post: âI thought, you know .â.â. itâs a little, you know .â.â.â
At that point, Martinez quickly shifted into manager mode, where protecting his players becomes a priority and his feelings about the Soto shuffle take a distant backseat to making sure its progenitor is in a proper place to give his best possible performance. If that means harboring the occasional unseemly display, so be it.
âAfter talking to him and watching him, itâs a routine that
he uses to get to the next pitch,â Martinez continued. âI mean, when you talk
to him he really feels like thatâs his batterâs box, he owns that batterâs box.
And when he does that, itâs basically just saying, âHey, Iâm going to get back
in here and Iâm going to get ready to hit the next pitch.â â
As noted in the Post,
last season Soto did something similar to AnĂbal SĂĄnchez, then pitching for the
Braves. SĂĄnchez, who can freely talk about it now that heâs Sotoâs teammate in
Washington, said that heâd never seen anything like it in his 13 years as a big
leaguer. âIâm like, âWhatâs going on here?â â SĂĄnchez said. âI thought this guy
was going to fight with me. It was kind of funny to me at that point.â
SĂĄnchez, however, handled it perfectly, being more amused by
it than anything else. Soto ended up going 0-for-6 against him across three
games.
He also went 0-for-3 with a strikeout against Mikolas.
Perhaps the rest of the Cardinals staff has something to learn from their
interaction.
Give it up for the Stockton Ports of the Single-A California League, who have taken opponent trolling to new heights. Now, as a matter of charitable pursuit, fans can choose the walk-up music for opposing batters at one of two price tiers: $5 will get your song randomly assigned to an opposing batter, while for $10 you can choose which lucky player gets to hear your personally curated tune.
Next time you’re in Stockton, bring a sawbuck to the yard and have yourself a time.
Here's one we're very excited about: Beginning Opening Night, fans can pick our opponents' walk-up music. $5 ensures the song will be assigned to a random player, while $10 allows fans to pick a specific player in the lineup. All proceeds benefit the Anchor Fund, the Ports 501c3. pic.twitter.com/CuSY0T9QyC
As the game wore through extra innings last night in Chicago, the Cubs grew increasingly desperate to score. They’d left the winning run stranded at third in the eighth, and had another runner in the ninth they could not advance.
Then, with one out in the 11th, with Javy Baez at second and Daniel Murphy at first, Wilson Contreras topped a grounder to Nolan Arenado at third base. It was a great chance for the rocket-armed fielder to double up the gimpy-legged Contrerasâwho only moments earlier had precipitated a minutes-long delay when his left calf muscle crampedâand end the inning.
Instead, Baez, baseballâs most creative player, wrapped up Arenado in a bear hug as the tag was applied. It was, on the surface, a friendly gesture, Arenado responding with a smile and a hug of his own. The idea of doubling up Contreras was lost, especially to an umpiring crew who detected no hint of malfeasance from the victim.
It made no difference in the end, as the next batter, Victor Caratini, grounded out to end the inning, and the Rockies went on to win in 13. Had Murphy ended up scoring from second, however, Baezâs hug would have gone down as an indelible moment in what would have been a Chicago victory.
I have a book about the 1981 Dodgers, called They Bled Blue, coming out next March. What jumped out to me in relation to Baez’s hug was a moment from the 1978 World Series that I describe in the introduction. The Dodgers led the series two games to one, and were ahead in Game 4, 3-1, in the sixth inning. Then the Yankees put two men on baseâThurman Munson at second and Reggie Jackson at firstâagainst Dodgers starter Tommy John. That brought up Lou Piniella. From They Bled Blue:
Piniella tapped a humpbacked liner up the middle, which Bill Russell, moving to his left, reached in plenty of time for the putout. The shortstop, howeverâwhose nervous glove had long belied his supreme athleticismâwas coming off a season in which heâd finished third in the National League in errors. He nearly made another one here, the ball clanking off his mitt, a miscue that looked inconsequential when it rolled directly toward second base, allowing Russell to snatch it up three steps from the bag and race over to force Jackson for the inningâs second out . . . which is where things got interesting.
With Russell having been in position to catch the ball on the fly, both runners had retreated to their bases of origin. Munson, in fact, made such a belated start toward third that had the shortstop thought to reach to his right upon gathering in the loose baseball, he might well have been able to tag him then and there. Russell didnât, of course, because there was no need: an accurate relay to first baseâwhich the shortstop provided, firing a bullet to Steve Garvey in plenty of time to retire Piniellaâwould complete an inning-ending double-play. There was, however, an impediment: Jackson, having backtracked, was rooted in the baseline only steps away from first. As the throw rocketed toward its intended target, Reggie did the only thing he could to extend the inningâhe leaned ever so slightly toward right field, his hip jutting out just far enough to deflect the throw, which bounced off him and toward the grandstand alongside the Yankees dugout, allowing Munson to score.
The Dodgers screamed interference. Tommy Lasorda speed-waddled onto the field, tobacco juice dribbling onto his chin as he argued at top volume with umpires Frank Pulli and Joe Brinkman. Pulli, stationed at first, later admitted that his view of the base runner had been obstructed and that he had little idea whether Jackson might have intentionally interfered with the ball. Brinkman said that heâd been looking at second base to call the force-out when the ball hit Reggie . . . or, depending on your rooting interests, when Reggie hit the ball.
The play might have been dirty, but thereâs no denying that it was smart. Had Jackson done nothing, the inning would have been over. The frame would similarly have ended had Reggie been called for interference, as he should have been. As it was, though, he got away with it, allowing Munson to close New Yorkâs deficit to 3â2, The Sporting News later calling it âone of the shrewdest and most significant playsâ in World Series history. Had Jackson not done what he did, Tommy Johnâwhose previous two starts were a four-hit shutout over Philadelphia in the National League Championship Series and LAâs victory over the Yankees in the first game of the World Seriesâwould have been in the middle of another four-hitter, trying to protect a two-run lead in the late innings. Instead, with the Dodgers clinging to a one-run advantage, Lasorda pulled the left-hander after Paul Blairâs leadoff single in the eighth. Two batters later, reliever Terry Forster allowed a game-tying double to Munson, and the game went to extra innings. New York won it in the 10th, and the Dodgers, instead of being one win from a Series victory, found things knotted at two games apiece. It wrecked them.
The Yankees, of course, went on to win that World Series. Things didn’t work out so well for Baez, but it is likely that his hug was specifically intended to curtail the possibility of Aranado ending the inning with a double-play. If that’s the case, one couldâas with Reggie, 40 years earlierâ fault his sense of fair play. Just like Reggie, of course, Baez’s was a winning proposition with no attendant downside, and the possible upside of being a game-winner.
There’s a reason he’s one of the savviest players in baseball.
Dekesâfielders making runners think that something is happening on the field thatâs not actually happeningâcan be marvelous things.
In baseballâs unwritten rulebook, they are only problematic when they put somebody in dangerâprimarily in the form of a late phantom tag, laid down when the ball is actually someplace else, forcing a runner into a hurried and awkward slide.
Barring that, however, the play can be a wonder to behold. Take, for example, Philadelphia shortstop Pedro Florimon, who last Saturday retired Trea Turner with some delightful trickery. The Nationals were down 3-1 in the bottom of the ninth inning when Turner drew a leadoff walk and, on the first pitch to the next batter, Matt Wieters, took off for second.
The trouble for Turner was that Wieters popped the ball up to second base. The other trouble for Turner was that he never peeked toward the plate to gauge what was happening. Thus, when Florimon drifted to the bag as if to receive a throw from catcher Andrew Knapp, Turner had little reason to disbelieve that Florimon was actually receiving a throw from catcher Andrew Knapp. The shortstop even punctuated the act by laying a tag upon the unsuspecting baserunner as he stood atop the bag.
Second baseman Cesar Hernandez, meanwhile, was able to complete the easiest double-play of his life, finishing the play while Turner was still in a state of puzzlement at second. (Watch the whole thing here.)
âUsually, I hear the ball off the bat, so a lot of times if I hear it, Iâll look up,â Turner said after the game in a Washington Post report. âI didnât hear it that time.â
It is the responsibility of every baserunner to have a handle on whatever situation he finds himself in. Failure to glance plateward cost Lonnie Smith in the most famous deke of modern times, in the 1991 World Series, and it cost Turner last weekend.
Itâs likely not a mistake heâll ever make a second time.
Javier Baez has made inventive baseball a hallmark of his short career. Usually, this involves doing wondrous things with his glove. On Sunday it was by using his head in an especially curious way. In the era of the defensive overshift, this was maybe the overshiftiest move of all.
In the third inning of a game in Colorado, Baez suspected that DJ LeMahieuâthe runner at second baseâwas relaying signs to the hitter, Nolan Arenado. Usually, this isnât much of a problem; signs are easy to change once such suspicions arise, and a brief word to the suspected thief almost inevitably curtails the activity, at least for a while.
Baez, however, took another tack, literally positioning himself between runner and plate while catcher Victor Caratini was dropping down signals, before bouncing back to his regular spot prior to the pitch. The idea was to block LeMahieuâs view. Unsurprisingly, LeMahieu wasnât too thrilled with the idea, especially after Baez began talking loudly about it after Arenado struck out.
âI said, âSee the difference when they donât know the signs,â â Baez recalled after the game, in a Chicago Tribune report, âand then [LeMahieu] said something,â Baez said. âHe told me, âThen change the signs.â â Umpire Vic Carapazza eventually had to step in to calm things down.
The Cubs had been wondering about potential sign theft since the fifth inning of Saturdayâs game, when the Rockies scored five runs on four two-out hits, every one of them coming with a runner at second.
There are a couple of things at play here. One is that this kind of thing goes on all the time. Whether LeMahieu was signaling pitch type or locationâor even if he wasnât signaling anything at allâstandard procedure for the Cubs would simply have been to switch things up. Itâs not a complicated process; the only thing that needs to change is the indicatorâthe sign telling the pitcher that the next sign is the one that countsâwhich can be done between every pitch if need be. Hell, teams can base signs on the count (on a 3-1 pitch, the fourth sign is live), the score or the inning. Catchers can switch to pumps, with the number of signs given being the key, not the signs themselves. Hell, during Nolan Ryanâs second no-hitter, he didnât take any signs at all. Suspecting the opposing Tigers of foul play before the game even began, he called his own pitches for catcher Art Kusnyer, touching the back of his cap for a fastball, and the brim for a curve.
The other thing to consider is simple decorum. By positioning himself between LeMahieu and the plate, Baez may have been able to interfere with some sign pilfering (though even that rationale is suspect given that the runner was four inches taller and could shift in either direction for a better view), but he also interfered with the playing of actual baseball. Jimmy Piersall was once tossed from a game for running back and forth while playing in the outfield as a ploy to distract Ted Williams at the plate. Was this so different?
Ultimately, the runnerâs behavior was well within baseball norms. Baezâs was not. It’s not against the rules, as far as I can tell. Rule 6.04(c) states, âNo fielder shall take a position in the batterâs line of vision, and with deliberate unsportsmanlike intent, act in a manner to distract the batter.â Though thereâs nothing similar in play as pertains to baserunners, Baez’s tactics ran counter to the spirit of sportsmanship. There are countless other ways to deal with sign thieves that don’t interfere with the playing of actual baseball.
Next time this happens, Baez should avail himself of any, or all, of them.
America is a place where people in prominence can claim ludicrous things and then, after others have pointed out said ludicrousness, double down on their bad ideas. Freedom.
On Thursday, it was CC Sabathiaâs turn. Remember just last week when he made the specious, if not downright addled claim that because he was returning from a knee injury, the Red Sox had no right to bunt against him?
If anybody tried to explain to him what a flawed position he was taking, they did a poor job of it. Yesterday, Sabathia again faced the Red Sox, and again the Red Sox did some buntingâstarting with the gameâs second hitter, Eduardo Nunez, who laid one down in front of the plate, which Sabathia pounced upon ⌠and then threw wildly for an error. âThatâs my game,â said Nunez, who also bunted against the pitcher last week, in a Providence Journal article. âYou canât take away my game.â
The strategy proved effective beyond the reach of the bunt itself, when a rattled Sabathia walked the two guys following Nunez in the order, throwing only two strikes in the span of 10 pitches. The pitcher buckled down to escape the jam, then yelled toward the Red Sox dugout as he left the field, explaining in R-rated terms how he felt about their strategy. After the game he said, via a New York Daily News report, that the Red Sox were âscared,â and that âthey just think Iâm a bigger guy who canât field my position.â
Well, yes. To which an appropriate response could entail multiple suggestions, primary among them: Figure out how to field your position, or learn to deal with the consequences. Sabathiaâs knee is ânot my problem,â said Nunez, adding, âIf I have to bunt four times in a row, Iâd do it. I donât care if heâs mad or not.â
With last weekâs round of complaints, the pitcher effectively offered an open invitation for opponents to get inside his head by bunting. When the Red Sox took him up on it, he responded by channeling a senior citizen chasing neighborhood kids off his lawn.
âIâm an old man,â groused the 37-year-old. âThey should want to go out and kick my butt.”
Yes and no. The problem with kicking the butt of an effective pitcher is that alternative paths are sometimes the best route to success. Sabathia earned the victory on Thursday with six innings of one-run ball, and has now won all four of his starts against Boston this season. The Red Sox are obligated to find more effective methods against him.
During the Revolutionary War, the British complained that American forces wouldnât fight them in formationâa tactic that almost certainly would have led to defeat. With this in mind, why would any team approach Sabathia in his own chosen manner, unless they concurred that it was the best approach?
The Red Sox are being paid to win baseball games, and satisfying the skewed morals of a crotchety pitcher has nothing to do with winning baseball games.