October 5, 2007
FOR WANT OF SOME CUTTER'S A DYNASTY WAS LOST:
In Game 2 Infestation, Bugs Claim Spotlight (JOE LAPOINTE, 10/06/07, NY Times)
In an 11-inning game that lasted 4 hours 23 minutes and ended in a 2-1 victory for the Indians against the Yankees, Ryan Garko of Cleveland had one favorite moment of consequence involving poise and concentration.
It came in the ninth inning, when Indians pitcher Fausto Carmona took the mound amid the swarm of bugs that had seemed to rattle Joba Chamberlain in the previous inning, when he surrendered a 1-0 lead by allowing a run to score on a wild pitch.
Chamberlain repeatedly asked for time out to chase away the bugs. A similar group of insects surrounded Carmona a few minutes later on the same mound. But he reacted differently. “Fausto didn’t flinch,” Garko said. “He didn’t step off once.”
With Chamberlain, Garko said, “You’d have thought there were lightning bolts.”
Talkin' smack to the fat kid, ouch!
Posted by Orrin Judd at October 5, 2007 11:33 PM
Just to put this in perspective, this is essentially his first bad inning all year, and it had little or nothing to do with opposing batters. And he's a rookie.
Garko better watch for a fastball to the head.
Which is why he was completely undone by a little adversity.
To put this is even better perspective for Matt Murphy, no matter how Job was rattled, it proved he can be.
Then opponents better bring mosquitoes, because from what I've seen that's the only thing that rattles him.
Bring donuts, the bug problem was a function of how badly conditioned Charley Kerfeld Jr. is. They were afraid to land on Mariano.
Yes, bugs like large people who sweat a lot. If he were pitching in the darkest Amazon this would be a serious concern. Meanwhile, major-league ballparks aren't normally subjected to plagues of Biblical proportions, even those in Cleveland. Unless his opponents want to create swamplike and decrepit conditions -- admittedly not too far of a stretch for Fenway or Jacobs Field -- they'll still have to figure out how to hit his slider. Good luck.
Meanwhile, major-league ballparks aren't normally subjected to plagues of Biblical proportions
Comiskey in the late '70s: games fogged out, snowed out, power failures, outfield covered in sand because it was flooded during rock concert, and, of course, Disco Demolition Night, are the some that come to mind. And I vaguely remember bugs in the mix, too.
Wah! Wah! Joba the Hutt was bothered by some bugs.
I note that Fausto Carmona didn't let some bugs stop him from striking out Choke-rod three times.
4 innings of relief, no base runners by Rafy Perez. That is a real relief phenom, not Rick Ankiel Jr.
You don't have to hit his slider--it's not a strike. And a guy as poorly conditioned as he is won't be throwing them for long.
Then why do guys keep trying?
As laudable as Disco Demolition Night unquestionably was, I don't think it counts as swamp-like conditions.
The vague memory of bugs could mean trouble, if this were the 70s. What's Comiskey like today?
He's a rookie, and so far this is the only thing that has bothered him. Wait till he has a couple of years under his belt.
Matt: Wait til he gets more food under his belt.
It's his first time through the league.
So the professionals haven't figured it out yet but you have?
Man, if he ever slims down he'll have taken out the trash talk.
He has slimmed down, which is why you doubt he can stay this svelte. The best thing to happen was they brought him up to late to be RoY, where he'd have packed on pounds on the banquet circuit.
The reason they're professionals is that when they figure him out they'll do something about it. But the historical landscape of baseball is littered with guys like him.
As bummed as I was by the outcome, while watching the late innings all I could think about was how fun it would have been like had Phil Rizzuto been around to call that game. He used to have operatically dramatic moments when a small moth would flutter past the broadcast booth.