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Suspended Game Singularities

Last Thursday (May 22), the game between the Giants and the Rockies was suspended due to rain tied 2-2 in the bottom of the 6th.  Most likely, this game won’t be completed until the Giants return to Colorado during the first week of September.  That’s a long time to wait to finish a game.  The suspended game (as opposed to the postponement or shortening of a game due to weather) is a relatively rare occurrence, and brings with it a bevy of interesting hypothetical scenarios.  For example, let’s say between now and September, the Rockies trade Michael Cuddyer to the Giants.  When the game is completed, Cuddyer would be eligible to enter the game for the Giants, thus appearing in the same game for both teams.  This has never happened before in the history of baseball, but in this age of increased in-season trades, this is bound to occur sooner or later.

Hypothetically, it would also be possible for even stranger situations to occur when players switch teams prior to the completion of a suspended game.  Nick Masset completed the top of the 6th for the Rockies; if the Rockies were then to take the lead in the bottom of the 6th, Masset would be in line to get a win.  But what if Masset were traded to the Giants, then, when this suspended game is resumed, enters the game in the bottom of the 6th inning with the bases empty and gives up a tie-breaking run?  In theory, at least, Masset could get credit for BOTH the win and the loss in the SAME GAME.  While this can’t happen in this particular situation because a runner is currently on base with two outs (even if Masset entered the game immediately for the Giants, the go-ahead run couldn’t be charged to him), you can see how it’s at least a plausible scenario.  At the very least, this is yet another reason why wins and losses are super fun.

Finally, let’s look at one other possible (but even more unlikely) situation: as before, Masset pitches the top of the 6th for the Rockies, the game gets suspended, Masset gets traded to the Giants, the game resumes, then Masset enters the game for the Giants in the bottom of the 6th.  Upon entering, however, Masset ends up facing the pitcher’s spot in the order for the Rockies…which is of course currently occupied by Masset himself.  Of course, there’s no situation where Masset could actually walk up to the plate and face himself, unless, you know, he’s Multiple Man.  So in 99.99% of these situations, the Rockies would just put a pinch hitter in Rockies Masset’s spot to face Giant Masset (wait…is a single member of the Rockies team called a Rocky?  Or are the Rockies one of those team names that can’t be singularized like the Heat or the Red Sox?).  But let’s say Rockies management has a colossal brain fart (or just wants to make history) and somehow just skips Rockies Masset’s spot in the order.  According to MLB rules, if you skip a player in the order, that player would simply be called out.  Statistically, I’m not sure how that would be recorded (probably an 0 for 1 for Rockies Masset and 1/3 of an inning pitched for Giant Masset), but I would like to think that this would mean that Masset gets credit for an at bat…against himself.

The fact that it is possible (however unlikely) for two versions of the same person to appear in a single game proves that suspended games are far more insidious than they initially appear.  How can there be two Nick Massets?  Think of it this way: the unholy act of suspending a baseball game creates a tear in the space-time continuum , allowing Future Nick Masset to interact with Past Nick Masset.  In other words, a suspended game behaves like a black hole. Taking that reasonable analogy to its logical conclusion, the upside of suspended games is the possible creation of interestingly quirky box scores, while the downside is the potential destruction of the entire world.

2007 Playoffs

Blah blah blah let’s just get into it…

– I still despise expansion teams.  This year, that means Colorado and Arizona.  In a sport where tradition and history and continuity means more than in any other sport, you have these upstart teams doing everything they can to ruin it.  Colorado has been apparently trying to prove that they are the baddest team in town by excessively wearing their black tops.  They look freaking terrible.  They look like batting practice jerseys, like a minor league team.  They are wearing black vests with white piping on the armholes with black shirts underneath.  Who thinks this looks good?  It looks awful.  They are ruining the game.  Your home jerseys are supposed to be WHITE, freaking wear them.  Your road jerseys are supposed to be GRAY, freaking wear those.  You can’t wear black at home and black on the road.  And if you think you look cool in black like Johnny Cash, realize that you are wearing a black hat with a PURPLE bill to top off that horrific ensemble.  I can’t say enough about this.

– The National League sucks.  They freaking suck.  People say blah blah blah, the Cardinals won the World Series in 2006.  Sure they did.  But they weren’t a better team than the Tigers, and for that matter, they weren’t even a GOOD team.  I have said this before and I will say this until the day I die, the 2006 Cardinals were the worst world series “champions” in history.  The fact that they won is an absolute travesty.  It was luck, pure and simple.  Furthermore, this year, every single AL playoff team had a better record than the best team in the NL, the Diamondbacks.  And that gap is even more pronounced because AL teams were playing other AL teams all year long.  Far superior competition.  The Diamondbacks, on the other hand, were OUTSCORED this year, that’s right, they had more runs scored on them than they scored all year.  And that somehow translates to home field advantage?  Are you kidding me?  That team absolutely blows.

– More on the Diamondbacks:  their home jerseys, for example, don’t say “Diamondbacks” on the front.  They say “D-backs”.  D-BACKS!  D-BAGS!!  I mean, what kind of a team parades around in jerseys that look like total crap (these new jerseys, by the way, are a complete rip-off of the Astros’ redesign of a few years ago) and call themselves the DOUCHEBAGS????   Only a bunch of collective douchebags.  This team is so bad offensively that Tony Clark plays a significant role for this team.  Tony Clark, who was released by a 119 loss Tigers team.  The NL is freaking horrendous.

– I may seem to be fixating on the jerseys, but you know what, a team that looks good deserves to win.  A team that looks like crap looks like a bunch of minor league hacks, and it’s just not good for the game.  Good jerseys:  Yankees, BoSox, Cleveland, Cubs, Phillies.  Mediocre jerseys:  Angels, Colorado (normal).  Douchebag jerseys:  Arizona.  Garbage bag jerseys:  Colorado in black.

– That said, here are my picks:  Boston over Anaheim, Cleveland over New York, Cubs over D-Bags, Philly over Rox.  Of course, since the last 12 months have pretty much been the most painful 12 months of my life in terms of sports, the opposite will most likely happen, and we’ll see the freaking Yankees facing the Douchebags or the Rockies in the World Series.  Which would really really blow in and of itself, but in that particular situation, I would probably have little choice but to root for the Yankees to win, since I value justice over spite.  But making that choice would sort of be like choosing which deadly epidemic I would root for to eradicate all sentient beings from the face of the earth.  Fun.

– The only expansion team that knows what it is doing are the Tampa Bay Devil Rays.  Look, they are named like a minor league team, look like a minor league team, play in a minor league stadium and play ball like a minor league team.  They know their place.  The Rockies, Marlins and D-backs need to learn their place.  They need to follow the Tampa Bay model and suck for at least 20 straight years before making the playoffs.  I despise these teams.

– I also despise the Twins and the Cardinals for different reasons.  It’s not about being bitter, I would totally respect these teams if they were good teams and deserved their respective ’87 and ’06 championships.  But they don’t because they were crap teams.  And for all time everything associated with these two teams is deserving of my unabashed hatred.

– I hate the Yankees.  I don’t need to explain this.

– Now you may be thinking, “That’s a lot of hate.”  But I believe in equal and opposite actions and reactions.  I respect the yin and the yang.  And all of this hate, all of this vituperation, all of this negative emotion is totally and utterly washed out by my love for the Detroit Tigers.  That love is glorious and unconditional, and will shine on like a lighthouse beacon piercing the foggy night for all eternity, until the mountains turn into gouda and the oceans turn into minestrone.  TIGERS RULE.