Damn do I ever miss him.
Read More...In 2010, the Washington Nationals were hosting the Cardinals when hotshot rookie Stephen Strasburg learned he had a torn ligament and would be sidelined at least a year to recover from the necessary Tommy John surgery.
He said Chris Carpenter and Albert Pujols both sought him out during that series to offer advice. But it was after his surgery that Strasburg heard from the greatest Cardinal.
“As soon as I got home from surgery I had a video message waiting from Stan ...
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1. Kurt posted on October 12, 2012 at 07:40 AM # hit 0 | hit 0Well then why don't you spend some time compiling what you can from and then put out a SOS for others to help fill in the missing pieces?
/this is coming off sounding as snarky, but I don't mean it that way. Seriously, it sounds like a project a community like this could perform if someone simply took the lead.
They were trying to intentionally walk him, but he kept fouling them off.
It really was an incredible at bat. I remember thinking that with Werth's cut down swing that he's used since he came back from the injury that a home run shouldn't really be something to think about (2 HR in 231 PA since coming back).
I watched this game before work this morning (I'm in China right now, and this ended around 7:15 AM). What an exhilarating, tense game it was. Unfortunately, I'll miss the first half or so of tomorrow's game, since I've got to pick up a friend at the airport.
By the way, I envy all of you who are actually able to attend. I also feel lucky to be able to watch it on a cable feed of TBS broadcast from the ESPN network, which is routed through Hong Kong. Otherwise, I'd be stuck watching Olympic diving reruns on CCTV-5.
//stile recovering
I would do it, might even still do it, but I'm rather busy at the moment and by the time I'm not busy the moment will have passed.
By the way, the REAL story of last night, as the WaPo has covered a bit already? The crowd. Wow. Obviously I don't have any other Nats Parks crowds to compare it to in person (tons of RFK crowds, and of course what you hear on radio), but that crowd was AMAZINGLY INTENSE all the way from the first pitch to the walk-off homer. Every single strike got huge applause. Every single ball call (against us) was greeted with groans and oftentimes angry boos (and, from Section 303 at least, cries of "WHAT THE F**K JIM JOYCE? WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?" which is ironic since that zone of his definitely helped the Nats too).
The moment things really kicked into high gear, though? Definitely when Jordan Zimmermann stalked out of the bullpen and blew away the side swinging on 12 pitches. I was terrified given that JZ had never pitched in relief in his entire career (and had looked terrible two nights before), but wow...he was a man on a mission. Then Clippard came in and did the same. Then Storen. Everywhere.
I loved that crowd. Loved it. There were a bunch of kids sitting behind me, young kids, I'm guessing ages 8-12. I was actually worried when I got to my seat that they might be annoying. THEY WERE AWESOME. One kid would explaining to the younger one about the infield fly rule. Another was busy picking apart Kyle Lohse's pitching style during the 6th inning with disgust. (Imagine a tiny high-pitched boy's voice saying "c'mon this guy, he's a junkballer! He throws slop! How is he making us look so dumb!" <--- VERBATIM QUOTE.)
Those kids are the future of Nats baseball in this town. And they got to see a game that will stay with them for the rest of their lives.
The other thing that'll stay with me from the game was the aftermath. Nobody wanted to leave. Everyone was standing there cheering for a good 10-15 minutes, watching Werth do the post-game radio/tv rounds. At one point, they put the interview up on the screen with the audio, and the crowd (probably 5 minutes after the game ended) was still so loud, you couldn't hear a single word of audio, not even a low buzz you couldn't make out.
One of the WaPo writers lives about 3/4 a mile from the stadium. His wife was home with the kids, windows shut, and said she could clearly hear the crowd in her house. Someone else said they lived like 1.5-2 miles away and was able to hear it.
I was in a pretty bad mood before (and certainly during) the Wednesday game, yesterday I went in feeling much better about it for some reason. I guess I'll keep referring to Detwiler as Detsy Ross, that must have helped.
Ever since I broke a knuckle hitting the refrigerator during the 2004 Red Sox-Yankees series, I take these things slightly less seriously, but no matter what, I'm gonna be positive tonight.
It was just such a great atmosphere. I was hugging and fist-bumping random people in the stands. This big black guy sitting in the row in front of me and I literally started fake-punching each other in our chests, spastic frat-bro-style, because we were so excited and had already high-fived three times. I kissed the girl sitting next to me! Who I don't know! And she kissed back! It was like VJ Day, for chrissakes!
On the way out of the stadium, on the ramps down from the stands, the crowds just started busting out "LET'S GO NATS! LET'S GO NATS! LET'S GO NATS!" every three minutes or so. We were high-fiving stadium personnel, sharing hugs with the cops directing traffic, chatting happily about Gio going tomorrow. Cars would drive by as we walked to the Metro (took the long way, went to Capitol South to avoid the mega-crowd) honking their horns at us. People rolled down their windows to shout "who won?" and we'd respond with a roar, upraised arms, and thumbs-up. On the Metro going home, more sudden cries of "LET'S GO NATS!"...man what a great communal experience.
"YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE! NOW BATTING FOR THE NATIONALS, THE CENTER FIELDER, BRYCE HARPER!!!"
*Holds both hands up*
I don't think he carries a scoreboard anymore, though.
At the O's home finale, he got up in the eighth inning and said, "YOUR ATTENTION PLEASE! I AM LEAVING!"
Which was hilarious on multiple levels.
I didn't see him at Game One. It would suck if he didn't get to go to any playoff games.
After the 12th pitch to Werth, I pointed out the number of pitches to my son. I don't know what the stats say about those long at-bats, but it seems to me that they frequently end with the pitcher giving in a little bit or making a mistake and being punished. I wouldn't have called the homerun, just because Werth hasn't really regained his power since the injury, but I felt like something good was going to happen. When Werth hit the 13th pitch, he obviously crushed it but from my perspective in section 203, it was hard to tell if it would clear the wall. I was "worried" that it would be a double off the wall. Clearly, Werth could tell though.
I picked my son up so he could better see Werth round the bases -- homeplate celebrations are something that have long held a particular fascination for him. In retrospect, I wish I had picked my son up when I made the comment about the number of pitches, though that's obviously with the benefit of hindsight. My son weighs 65 pounds, so it's not it's very comfortable for either of us for me to hold him for an extended period.
The moment things really kicked into high gear, though? Definitely when Jordan Zimmermann stalked out of the bullpen and blew away the side swinging on 12 pitches.
I think that's definitely right, though it's fair to say that folks were very appreciative of Detwiler the whole game and responded enthusiastically whenever he had a two-strike count and in other critical situations. But when Zimmermann came into the game and came out throwing so hard (much harder than he would have as a starter), the crowd really recognized that as a "leaving it all on the field" kind of moment.
Does anybody know if Sheldon was at the Nats game?
Is he usually in section 310 (or maybe 311)? I'll check with my buddy that had our regular seats in 312 last night.
Well, they make you do that at the ballpark. I believe they instituted that this year since I don't recall that ever being an issue in previous seasons.
McCoy, they did not even try to enforce that policy at Nationals Park until this year, as far as I can tell, and most ushers couldn't even be bothered to check a ticket in the upper deck sections unless someone looked lost, nevermind holding people up during atbats.
Well I stood up and sat down a lot, obviously. But I was glued.
Last year was the first time I saw them be really adamant about having the proper ticket for your section but then this year they applied that rather inconsistently. For game 3 they enforced it and I had to smile at the karma gods as an usher was insistent that she see all tickets and ended up knocking two beers on herself when she grabbed a guy's arm to get him to show her his tickets.
If it starts like Game 3 it is going to fizzle big time and I wonder how a Nationals crowd would react to that.
Well, only time will tell, but I'm hoping that my experimental parenting methods will be validated in the end.
I hope he always remembers it, but it's always interesting to see what makes an impression on kids. Even this morning, his memory of how the homerun actually happened was a bit fuzzy. I should encourage him to do something this weekend to memorialize his experience while it's still fresh.
I will say this...as the season wore on, his interest in sitting through entire games waned a bit, but last night there was no hint that he was ready to leave. 4 pm is probably about the ideal game time for an 8-year-old anyway.
uh oh.. I might've been on to something. Let me ask you this: do you make him call you "Chief"?
Thanks, Edmundo
It's been a great season, even if we lose. But it will be deflating to lose in the first round, at least for a while, particularly to St. Louis. I am tired of them.
Yeah, they were actually incredibly obnoxious about it at game 3. I got to the park really early, and then wound up leaving my ticket at my seat when I went to go grab food, and they absolutely would not let me go get the ticket. If my dad hadn't been there to bring it up to them I don't know what the #### would've happened. Easily the worst interaction I've had with staff in my probably 50th time at Nats park.
No, I tell him to stop calling me chief.
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