Baseball players who look like musicians

Mike Cameron’s name has, for whatever reason, popped up as a candidate for the Mets’ open left field slot for next season.

I don’t think it should happen and I don’t think it will, but the rumors have reopened debate amongst my friends over whether Mike Cameron looks just like Seal. You be the judge:

cameron_seal

There’s a cursory resemblance, but I don’t think they have very similar faces. Not like Raul Ibanez and Rage Against the Machine’s Tom Morello, as demonstrated in this 2008 split:

Or like, as Jake Rake recently pointed out, Tim Lincecum and the Arctic Monkeys’ Alex Turner:

Ken Davidoff, we hardly knew ye

According to press release from Newsday, Newsday is pioneering a new web model which involves charging money for Newsday.

According to me, Newsday is pioneering its way into new realms of dumb.

Here I thought the black background with white font was a bad idea.

I grew up on Long Island and my family subscribed to Newsday. Whenever I put aside dreams of being the President or an NFL linebacker to focus on the more realistic goal of becoming a professional sportswriter, I imagined writing for Newsday.

Now, starting in six days, I will no longer read Newsday, since I am unwilling to pay $20 a month to read Newsday.

The shame is that Ken Davidoff, the best baseball columnist in the New York papers and obvious respecter of me, writes for Newsday. So does Neil Best, the best of the sports media critics in the market and David Lennon, one of the best Mets beat writers.

They’re all good journalists, but they’re not $20 a month good when there’s so much else on the web. It’s essentially like paying for music or video on the Internet. Why bother when there’s so much free stuff out there?

Maybe Newsday really is pioneering a brilliant new era of Web money-making, and maybe they employed a bunch of really smart people who determined that this was a viable business model, but I doubt it. It feels like a last-ditch desperation move by another newspaper in financial straits.

I just don’t imagine making content exclusive is the way to increase awareness and expand the online footprint. It makes some sense when it’s the Wall Street Journal or something which fills a very specific niche and caters to rich people, but not with plain-old Newsday.

I have to guess Newsday will stop charging pretty swiftly, or maybe fold. I don’t know.

It’s a shame and I’ll certainly miss it, but the upside is at least I won’t have nearly so much exposure to Wallace Matthews.

Commenting on commenting

As you may have noticed, it was impossible to comment on this here blog over the last two days. I didn’t notice this, and I was pretty baffled since I was having some of my best traffic days and no one was commenting on anything.

I thought maybe, for no apparent reason, everybody just ran out of things to say.

I have no idea what happened, but I wholeheartedly blame Cerrone.

Anyway, I have restored the comments to the way they were, so anyone with an email address can comment. I recognize that allowing unregistered users to comment represents an uncharacteristic faith in humanity on my part, so I do reserve the right to change that policy should this blog ever get all Godwin’s Law.

So as you’ve probably figured out, I’m still figuring this out.

Items of note

Paul at Section Five Twenty-Eight returns with more John Olerud facts. My favorite: John Olerud avoids using the word “moist,” because it sounds so inappropriate.

Tim McLelland is sorry. In the words of Eric Gordon, “Sorry doesn’t put the Triscuit crackers in my stomach.” Also, one thing we’re all missing in this is that Tim McLelland is massive. Honestly, check it out next time he’s behind the plate. He’s huge. He’ll twist off your head if you argue a call.

You know what subject I don’t cover enough? Taco Bell. (Language NSFW.)

Alex Nelson of Amazin’ Avenue knows an absolute ton about the Mets’ 2009 draftees. I’m most excited for ZeErika Hall, because his name is ZeErika.

Steve Phillips’ scarlet birthmark

No man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.” – Nathaniel Hawthorne.

Why yes, I have heard the sordid details of Steve Phillips’ affair.

Honestly, I feel really bad for his kids, not just because their father has once again been outed as a philanderer, but also because their father is Steve Phillips. That can’t be fun.

Also, I can’t understand why anyone could be surprised to learn that someone so willing to spend time around Steve Phillips would turn out to be criminally insane.

But really, what’s interesting here is one of the details in the young lady’s crazytime letter to Phillips’ poor wife.

It turns out Steve Phillips has “a big birthmark on his crotch right above his penis and another one on his left inner thigh.”

First of all, gross. Second, could this be a clue as to why Steve Phillips hates Carlos Beltran so irrationally and so thoroughly?

Think about it: After “being awesome at baseball,” Carlos Beltran’s most distinguishing characteristic is the massive mole over his right ear. And now we learn that Phillips, too, is riddled with embarrassing birthmarks.

Could it be that Steve Phillips’ is publicly punishing Beltran because he can’t handle his own birthmark-fueled shame? Is Carlos Beltran, in some vague way, like the Hester Prynne to Steve Phillips’ Dimmesdale, forced to carry openly the burden Phillips keeps secret?

And could you imagine a catharsis in which Steve Phillips, finally overcome by guilt, throws open his pants to reveal himself to the world, throwing himself at Beltran’s mercy?

I prefer not to. I’m not insane, and thus am not interested in seeing any more of Steve Phillips than I absolutely must.


CC Sabathia to Paul McCartney: No, I am the walrus

CC Sabathia is many things. He is a Cy Young Award winner, the owner of a .261 lifetime batting average, and the active Major Leaguer who appears to have the best shot at winning 300 games.

But perhaps most importantly, he has replaced Wilford Brimley as the human being who most strongly resembles a Walrus:

Paul McCartney has nothing on these three

As you can see, Brimley, in his even older old age (was Wilford Brimley even famous before he turned 60? Has there ever been anyone else who has only been famous as an old person?), has begun to look more like your cranky old neighbor with an awesome mustache and less like a large, flippered marine mammal.

No one can be sure why Brimley has started to look more human than pinnibed. Perhaps he has developed an aversion to bivalves, or perhaps it is just the affect of his body being racked by the ‘beetis.

Sabathia, on the other hand, should continue to feast on (many, many) clams moving forward, just as he does American League hitters.

And though that’s slightly less important than Walrusishness, it’s still pretty awesome.

And what’s especially awesome about the way Sabathia pitches — and perhaps this has something to do with his walrusy qualities — is that he does it in such ridiculous quantities.

Much has been made this postseason about Sabathia’s rough start in last year’s playoffs, and many have attributed that outing to fatigue after a long season of starting on short rest.

But in Sabathia’s three final regular season games — all thrown on three night’s rest and after he had already thrown more than 230 innings in the season — he struck out 21 batters in 21 2/3 innings while walking only four batters and posting a 0.83 ERA.

So I think it’s fair to wonder if CC’s bad outing was only that, a bad outing, and he’s not that affected by pitching on short rest.

Sabathia told reporters before last night’s game that his fastball might not be as sharp. And if we look at his velocity charts from 2008, we can see that there was a dip in his fastball velocity in the final start. But really only in that final start, and it wasn’t the lowest mark of his season.

Maybe that’s notable, and maybe Sabathia really couldn’t keep up throwing on three night’s rest all year long. Or maybe he just hasn’t been conditioned for it, and he actually has the capacity to remain effective for more starts and more innings than anyone in (very) recent vintage.

After all, not too long ago Nolan Ryan — a freak, no doubt, but a human nonetheless — threw at least 280 innings in five out of the six seasons from 1972-1977. In one game, in 1974, he threw a 13-inning complete game in which he struck out 19 batters and walked 10.

In other words, I wonder if certain pitchers have the capacity to pitch a lot more often, and a lot longer, than they are ever allowed in today’s game. Of course, I’ll never find out, because the Yanks would be foolish to risk an investment like the one they’ve made in Sabathia on such an experiment.

So I suppose I’ll just have to take pleasure in how much he looks like a walrus. Coo coo ca choo.

Items of note

The most interesting thing of the Mariano Rivera spitball controversy? We found out a lot more about how and why spitballs are thrown. I always dreamed of doctoring the ball in Little League, just because I thought it would be funny and figured no one would ever suspect it. But we didn’t have the Internet then and no one would show me how.

I know it’s nothing new, but nothing says “postmodern absurdity” more than when the New York media discusses how an athlete or coach handles the New York media.

Brooklyn Met Fan asks a question I also asked last night: “Izzit just me or has umpiring as a whole gotten significantly worse this season?

The Jets’ offensive line has been zone blocking more on running plays, which could explain the slow start to their run game.

“A solid innings guy who doesn’t get hurt”

According to Matt at MetsBlog, SI.com’s Jon Heyman told WFAN.com that the Mets are looking for a solid innings guy who doesn’t get hurt.

Here’s the thing: Good luck with that.

It strikes me that there are very, very few pitchers who reliably throw more than 190 innings in a season. Jon Garland is one of them, and he and the Dodgers have a mutual 2010 option on his contract. So he could be a free agent. Jason Marquis is another, and he’s already campaigning to join the Mets.

Both Garland and Marquis are groundball guys, for what it’s worth, so the Mets would probably need to do something about their infield defense to make those investments pay off. I’m looking at you, Luis Castillo.

Anyway, that’s not the point of this post. The point is that there has to be a huge value in starters who can simply pitch a bunch of innings reliably, even if it’s only at a Major League average level. Longer starts, obviously, save a bullpen, and durability helps a team avoid the need for a below-average replacement pitcher.

It seems, from a cursory look around the league, like a bunch of the guys who can throw 190-220 innings a season consistently are also excellent: CC Sabathia, Dan Haren, Roy Halladay and the like. Of course, that makes sense, since better pitchers go deeper into games more frequently.

But there’s something to be said for pitchers like Garland, Joe Blanton and Bronson Arroyo, who teams can count on to amass innings. (Livan Hernandez, my colleague Mike Salfino likes to point out, does not truly eat innings. Innings eat him.)

I’m not sure there’s any metric out there that weighs a pitcher’s reliability. Part of that is probably because so few pitchers are reliable, and even the ones that seem reliable will eventually crap out or need arm surgery.

Still, it feels like there should be some statistical way to credit a guy like Javier Vazquez who basically has not missed a start since the turn of the Millenium. I guess it’s easy enough to just click around on a guy’s baseball-reference page, but I’m extremely lazy.

That’s all. Just sayin.

BCS? More like BC-dumb.

Over at the Big East Sports Blog, Aditi Kinkhabwala weighs in on Playoff PAC, a bipartisan committee of congressmen dedicated to revamping the BCS system

Finally, our legislators are addressing the real issues!

The Playoff PAC press released describes the BCS as “inherently flawed.” I might argue instead that it’s “incredibly stupid.”

I understand that bowl games, thanks to their sponsorship deals (hello, Poulan Weedeater), earn schools big money. But does anyone think an eight-team tournament wouldn’t mean even bigger money?

I’m sure smarter people than me have weighed in on this, and I don’t follow college football all that closely so I haven’t given it a ton of thought. But if there are four big bowls, why couldn’t they rotate each year, with two being the semifinals, one being the consolation game and one being the championship?

Sure, determining the eight teams that make the tournament would be pretty arbitrary. And four teams would be forced to play two more games than their schedules normally call for. But I bet all those kids would be down, and I would guess the revenue the schools generate off the tournament would make all the little inconveniences well worth their while.

Am I missing something obvious? Probably. Feel free to let me know. I bet there won’t be a whole lot of BCS adherents around, though.

Takahashis more notable than Ken

The Mets released Ken Takahashi today. That’s a shame because I always hoped to do a feature on his translator, but I never got around to it. Being a Major League translator seems like a really interesting job, because it requires not only being bilingual, but being bilingual in the language of baseball, and I assume that involves talking mechanics and scouting and everything else.

Anyway, I felt like pulling up Ken Takahashi’s Wikipedia page just to see if there was anything interesting about him that I didn’t know, so I searched the Wikipedia for “Takahashi.”

But Ken Takahashi, it turns out, does not even make the Takahashi disambiguation page.

Takahashi is the third most common surname in Japan, behind Sato and Suzuki. Takahashis more notable than Ken, according to the Wikipedia, include two other baseball players from the NPB, five manga artists, five voice actors and one really kickass sounding roboticist, a three-time winner of the humanoid cup.

There are two other Takahashis on the disambiguation page whose first names begin with “Ken,” and coincidentally, both are athletes. Kenichi Takahashi is a distance runner. Kenji Takahashi is a soccer player.

But our Ken Takahashi is nowhere to be found. And though he does have his own page, until Ken Takahashi is added to the disambiguation page I will not bemoan his departure.

Godspeed, Ken Takahashi. We hardly knew ye, but we knew ye better than the Wikipedia apparently does.

UPDATE, 3:31 p.m.

Josh has given Ken Takahashi his rightful place in history and added him to the disambiguation page. I’m sure Ken Takahashi is grateful, wherever he may be.