If you haven’t heard the Bryan Price rant, I suggest you click this link and have a listen. Although, entertaining, it’s really off-track and kind of appalling that he’d take a stance on this kind of issue with the media. Price has been coaching for about 15 years and started his coaching stint with the Seattle Mariners in 2000 so it’s hard to understand just where he’s coming from. He issued an apology for the excessive profanity but says he stands by “the message”. What message is he standing by, exactly? The media has a job to do and their job is to report things. Not only did Price drop 77 f-bombs but he continuously said “I don’t get it” as well as “you don’t have to be a fan of the Reds”. Yet, he asked the media on hand many times how does reporting certain things benefit the Reds? It’s not their job to be fans of the Cincinnati Reds, Mr. Price. And you said so yourself that they don’t have to be.
Honestly, it seemed like Price was trying to play the ignorant card. He’s been around long enough that he should understand all aspects of the media. He should understand if someone within the Reds organization leaks some information to the media concerning the whereabouts of players, their condition or if they are going to play or not, the media will report it. It’s their job to report things like that. If Price wants to keep things hush hush then maybe he ought to try doing his job better.
Remember this from a couple of days ago when I came to Safeco Field?
I ran into him again and this time I introduced myself and got a picture with Mr. Divish:
I’m not entirely sure he was too thrilled to get a picture taken with me but it was fun nonetheless.
The Astros were in Seattle for a three game set and I’d get to attend the first game of the series. I’ve been hoping for an opportunity to catch some home run baseballs and I figured since the Astros have a track record of sucking so much no one would attend this game. I was right. The attendance was roughly 15, 100 people. The last few games I’ve been sitting in the outfield and nothing has came remotely close to me. So when I got a text message from one of my buddies that he was coming out and wanted to shag BP home runs with me, I was stoked! The unfortunate part about it was he had prime real-estate seating down the first base side. Foul ball heaven. I figured, hey, nothing has been coming to me as of late, why not.
I bought a cheap bleacher seat for $14 then I upgraded to the lower seating bowl so I could sit with him. Batting practice was a blast. I caught an over-throw while standing in the ‘Pen from a toss-up that glanced off a glove. The ball bounced around and finally rolled to my feet where I easily scooped it up. My second ball came from a deep fly that I easily caught near the Mariners bullpen. Once the entire stadium opened up, I ran down to the lower third base seating bowl and picked up my third baseball that was sitting between the seats.
Jose Altuve lofted a soft fly ball into the third base seats and I made an easy catch and handed the ball to my buddy:
Before that Luis Valbuena pointed at us several times while taking some infield practice grounders. I was thinking he was going to hook us up with a baseball and when I turned my head to look out into the outfield, all I saw was a baseball trickle passed me along the wall. I scooped it up thinking it had been hit our way. But Valbuena had thrown it to the couple that was standing next (who had missed it) to us so we passed it down to them.
Here’s a picture of us all sitting in our awesome seats:
The kids seen in the picture above were extremely annoying. Later, after the game started, four more kids showed up and all six of them literally yelled and screamed and squirmed around in their seats. They did everything BUT pay attention to the game. I eventually moved down a row to an open seat next to my friends and watched the game in peace.
Luis Valbuena literally led off the game with a towering home run into the right field seats. Coincidently, the seats I was planning on buying before I ended up getting a cheap ticket. Then in the 8th inning, he hit another one nearly in the same spot. I felt really good about being able to catch both IF I had been out there. Take a look at these monster shots:
The one game I decide not to sit in the outfield…
The Astros went on to win it 7-5. Colby Rasmus went deep too but it was hit into the center field family section.
We had a few foul balls hit our way but they were hit a few sections over so I didn’t have much of a chance.
While on the way home from the game, I tuned into the post-game show with Shannon Drayer (@ShannonDrayer) and she mentioned Evan Gattis had a very unique story about him. I decided to look it up and read about it.
You can read the Evan Gattis story here.
Today marked the day of a new age. A new baseball season and a new way of life. Baseball is slowly turning into a glamorous shot of reality of shot clocks, smaller strike zones and over-priced foods that barely cater to our taste buds. My favorite players were slowly fading out while the new, young rookies quickly filled their void.
I watched Albert Pujols for about 25 minutes while sitting in the lower first base seating bowl after the Mariners had taken their hacks in the batting cage. He looked tired and ready to retire, to be honest. There he stood, barely following the routine stretches that the trainer was directing. Like he had been in the Major Leagues so long that he was above all of the stretching and running and conditioning. It was for the rookies, his face said.
Eventually he picked up a baseball and played catch with Erik Aybar for about five whole minutes…
…then he stood behind the batting cage and talked to Jay Buhner for nearly the rest of batting practice. He did get into the cage, though. Pujols took about six total swings never once putting one into the bleachers. He never interacted with any fans, signed any autographs or even acknowledged our fan-existence.
I reminisced with a friend of mine about the time when Pujols was playing with the St. Louis Cardinals. Him and Matt Holiday would crush during BP. It was when I visited Coors Field for the first time some time ago and I thought it was quite impressive. The two All-Stars on the Cardinals were really putting on a show.
Now the stark reality of old age and being a veteran icon sets in. No real need to show the youngsters that you can crush BP home runs. Mostly, no one is interested in you anymore. It’s all about the Mike Trouts and the Mike Moustakas, and the Clayton Kershaws. Take a seat, Pujols.
After shagging six baseballs from around the stadium, I found myself out in centerfield. Mariners games are always a lot of fun for me, and for many years I was always happy about the food. Recently, with the rising prices of everything within in the confines of the stadium, the flavor has diminished. Maybe the flavor had been removed to pay for the new shot clock out in centerfield.
I tried a slice of pizza like always. Satisfying; killed the hunger pains immediately. Then I tried what’s called a “Baconburg”. I asked the guy what exactly a baconburg was and he replied with, “It’s a hamburger with bacon…” Ohhhhh, okay. Thanks for clarifying, smartguy. The bun was stale, the mayo seemed old and the whole thing kind of fell apart in my hands. I was not impressed to say the least.
The game itself blew by. David Freese blasted a two-run home run to centerfield to a fan who couldn’t hold on for the catch but was rewarded with the baseball anyway. Two sections over from where I was sitting. McClendon talks a big game but it feels like the Mariners are picking up right where they left off from last season. Barely any run support for their ace on the mound…and the defense is trying.
Safeco is in a unique location in Seattle…
…because we always get awesome sunsets.
The last baseball game of August 2011. The Los Angeles Angels were in town for a four-game series and I was able to attend at least one of them. I bought tickets to sit out in the outfield but I ended up spending the entire game standing in the newly refurbished ‘Pen area. It was quite interesting to say the least. It wasn’t as crowded as a weekend game though so I really had a chance to catch a home run ball. Sadly, none were hit in my direction.
When I got into the stadium it seemed like the security guards were playing extra hard to moderate who got a baseball and who didn’t. These security guards had “Alcohol Enforcement” on the back of their shirts not “Baseball Enforcement”. In my opinion it really seemed quite ridiculous to be as active as they were when it came to who got a baseball and who didn’t. Of course, they made sure every little kid within sixteen square miles got a baseball and some of the older crowd started to complain directly to them. I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to let them know they were getting to me. At one point of the of the security guards out-snagged a fan to give a baseball to a kid. I thought that was pure 100% ridiculous.
Willy Mo Pena finally tossed up a baseball after minutes of yelling at him and the kid that the baseball was intended for dropped it into the centerfield gap. Like always. I stepped in before security could go down there and get it and glove tricked it out of there. I handed it off to his mother instead of the kid and told him that the next baseball he gets he needs to share. Now who’s the baseball moderator? HA!
When it was time to run up the stairs and wander the rest of the stadium I ran down to the third base seating bowl and watched an awesome show put on my Blake Beaven and Dan Cortes. If you asked Dan Cortes for a baseball he wasn’t going to toss it to you. He was going to rear back and fire some serious heat. And if you missed it? Serious injury would ensue or you wouldn’t come up with the baseball. It was really hilarious. Unfortunately, I didn’t get him to throw me one. But this guy got a couple thrown to him:
It was pretty funny. Dan really launched them at him and when the baseball hit the seats after a miss it would bounce all over the place. I thought about playing behind the guy but every time I got closer he would move farther away. So I just took the picture of him instead and let him have his fun.
The Mariners jogged off the field as the Angels came out and I decided the best place to get my second baseball of the day would be here:
Nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing came my way. Not even an overthrow, missthrow, underthrow, sideways throw or a foul ball. I knew that as soon as I left my spot something would happen. I left anyway and I didn’t bother to watch over there to be disappointed. I wandered the bullpen, and the ‘Pen area, the Party deck and back around to the bullpen looking for an opportunity to snag a baseball. I finally decided to stay on the party deck for the rest of the Angels portion of batting practice. A few home runs were hit out to my general area and as soon as I ran for one a player tossed a baseball up right where I was standing. Truly frustrating. Plus I had security to deal with. They seemed to be out-snagging everyone. Including the players on the field. I felt, not only me, but other fans were truly being ripped off by these two security guards. Here was my view while standing on the party deck:
During the last few moments of BP, I got Joel Pineiro’s attention and he launched a baseball my way. Of course I had three determining factors of why I didn’t catch the baseball. 1.) Pineiro’s throw was high, 2.) Some drunk dude next to me stuck his elbow into my ribcage and, 3.) The sun was directly in my field of view. The result? One of the nicer security guards got blasted in the collar-bone by the baseball. I heard the sickening sound of a Major League Baseball connecting with human flesh and bone, and when I looked back I saw the security guard leaning against the fence covering her entire face. I thought she got hit in the nose or something. But she didn’t. And when I looked back at Joel, he was motioning to me how close I came to catching it. I just shrugged at him and motioned back with my hands signaling I missed the catch by mere inches. Heres a Seattle Mariners Security Guard Fun Fact for you; that’s the second time that specific security guard has been hit by a Joel Pineiro throw.
Batting practice came to an end and I left the ‘Pen area to find my seats. Here’s a view:
I didn’t stay here that long though. Maybe a few innings. I watched the entire game from the ‘Pen. Or the Party Deck as some like to call it. I normally don’t stand out there because it’s so crowded and anytime a baseball lands on the party deck everyone spills their beers on each other as they try to catch the baseball. The awesome part of sitting out here is look at the running room to my right…
…and check out my running room to my left…
The only bad part of the picture above is the railing in my way. But other than that, what great seats.
Here’s a picture of the Kings Court:
If you’ve never been to a Mariners game before and don’t have any idea what the “Kings Court” is, well, simply put? It’s a section at Safeco Field where fans buy a ticket in, they get a yellow “King Felix” shirt, a huge “K” sign and they all sit together. Everytime Felix Hernandez strikes someone out everyone in that section goes nuts. It’s quite entertaining. Unfortunately the crowds at Safeco Field aren’t quite as large as they were towards the start of the season. So the Kings Court was kind of wimpy during the game.
Game; August 31st 2011 Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim vs Seattle Mariners
Snagging Baseballs for Puppies has raised; $168.40 this season.
Snagging Baseballs for Relief in Japan has raised; $41.80 this
If you’ve ever been to Safeco Field, or Seattle for that matter, this was what I walked up to on a Sunday morning in August. The high would reach nearly 85 degrees probably around 2pm but when I took this picture it felt like a cool 55. Of course, Safeco Field is near the water front so this kind of weather made sense. It was also kids t-shirt day so getting to the ballpark early enough to beat the crowds was essential.
My Dad was attending this game with me so there will be a whole lot of pictures of me roaming the stadium looking for baseballs. It was kind of fun and the only thing I would change is to attend a game with him when there was batting practice. This being a Sunday game I wasn’t quite sure if they’d have batting practice or not and my chances of getting at least one baseball was on the line again. Before this game I was currently sitting at 89 consecutive baseball games attended and getting at least one baseball. Since I snagged my 100th baseball on the season, my 200th lifetime baseball and I’m also getting close to snagging my 100th baseball AT Safeco Field, it should would be awesome to snag a baseball in 100 consecutive games this season. I’d need to attend at least 10 more games for that to happen. Its pretty do-able. unfortunately, there are about 14 home games here at Safeco Field left…and I’m still trying to go see Sun Life Stadium in Florida this year.
Here’s me trying to act like the Mariner Moose:
When I got into the stadium at 10:40am there was very little going on. A couple of Mariners were playing long toss on the other side of the field and some Chicago Whitesox players were doing the same on their side of the stadium. Other than that…it was dead. Here’s a picture of the action:
Like I said. Totally dead. The batting practice equipment was not set up so batting practice would not happen. But the crowd was relatively light so I could safely assume I’d leave the ballpark with my consecutive game streak still in tact.
Here’s a picture of me looking through the Mariners bullpen courtesy of my Father:
He has this really cool camera so the pictures came out really good. If you want to check out more of his pictures just click here. He’s got some really awesome stuff.
Once the rest of the stadium opened up at ten after eleven I ran up the stairs that I talked about on 8-26-2011 here at Safeco Field, and made my way down into the lower seating bowl. I was greeted by security and was told there wouldn’t be any batting practice. Duh. First of all it was a Sunday. And really, it being a Sunday has very little to do with it. It’s actually the scheduled game time of 1:10pm that has everything to do with it. Especially if a game carries into extra innings or lasts like six hours they normally don’t have batting practice the following day. Only because the players want to sleep in. But like I’ve said before. I’ve been to Sunday, or rather, 1:10pm games before and batting practice was in full swing.
When I got down to the lower seating bowl Will Ohman of the Chicago Whitesox was out onto the field warming up. I had to say hi.
And then I tried to get the baseball from him:
With that stance, it was so ridiculous that I got Will Ohman to laugh. Not that he doesn’t ever laugh but it was just so silly of me. He ended up giving the baseball to two younger Mariner fans after he got them to ask for the baseball using the word “please”. I thought that was the right thing to do anyway.
After Will walked off the field that was it for a while. I walked to the opposite side of the stadium and waited on Chone Figgins to walk towards the dugout but then I saw that more Mariners were making their way out onto the field. If this was the time to get a baseball then this would be the time. Every Mariner pitcher was out on the grass tossing baseballs around. I could take my chances on an errant throw or I could just go for the old fashion toss-up. I weighted my options and tried for a toss-up from Jamey Wright and Brandon League.
As you can see Safeco Field was still quite a sight with that fog rolling in from the water front. It really made for good pictures. Like this one:
After Brandon League and Jamey Wright finished playing catch, Brandon League tossed the baseball into the right field bleachers. I was still looking for a toss-up from a Mariner pitcher but then I figured while I was looking for a toss-up I might as well play for an errant throw too. I tried to squeeze in on the first base wall but there were so many people waiting for autographs. I had to hang back for a while. But I had some time to kill.
I’m standing by the little kid in the Mariners jersey. I’m wearing the green shirt. I knew that since Tom Wilhelmsen and Dan Cortes were on the field things were going to happen for me. They’re two of the nicest guys I’ve ever met. But when Chance Ruffin finished up throwing and came over to sign autographs right in front of me I knew I had to make the ultimate decision; leave this spot or stay here and hope for an overthrow or a toss-up. The problem with staying put? I’d be fighting a HUGE crowd. So I carried on a short conversation with Chance, got his autograph and bailed.
The moment I started walking away, Tom Wilhelmsen finished up his game of catch. He came over to the end spot near the Mariners dugout and started signing autographs. He also had a baseball in his glove. He handed his glove off to the security guard so he could free up his hands to sign autographs and I patiently waited. I also took this photo:
I’m not sure if he just climbed over the railing and took up a spot on the dugout to sign or it was some kind of special signing day. Either way it was pretty awesome. I didn’t hear anything from the Mariners about Jamey Wright signing autographs but Jamey is a pretty awesome guy. I’m pretty sure he just jumped up there and started signing. Meanwhile, Tom finished up signing autographs, grabbed his glove,(and baseball) from the security guard and started walking towards the dugout. I had to call his name twice and when he looked at me I flapped my glove at him. He lobbed the baseball to me and I had to knock it down with my non-glove hand into my mitt to make that catch. He apologized but I reassured him that I’d of made the catch anyway and it was no problem. With that snag that is my 90th consecutive game with at least one baseball.
This was my view during the game:
While I was sitting there I narrowly missed a home run ball from Dayan Viciedo. It landed in the front row and the guy sitting there didn’t even have to move. He just stuck his glove out and made the catch. Had I been really paying attention? The second row behind him was clear, and all I had to do was manuever down there and stand behind him at the last-minute to make the catch. It ate me up at first but there was no sense in staying mad about it.
Here are a few pictures my Dad got while sitting behind me.
Yes, Guti was safe. In case you were wondering.
Yes, Guti caught the baseball. In case you were wondering that as well.
No, Trayvon Robinson did not catch this baseball. But it still made for an amazing picture.
And of course no blog entry would be complete without a picture of Mariners bullpen catcher, Jason Phillips, chillin` on the outfield wall.
Here’s a screenshot of myself and my Dad during the Dayan Viciedo home run:
The dude that caught the home run baseball is the fourth guy from the left. It actually was a pretty impressive snag for not having to move at all.
Game; August 28th 2011 Chicago WhiteSox vs Seattle Mariners
Snagging Baseballs for Puppies has raised; $166.30 this season.
Snagging Baseballs for Relief in Japan has raised; $41.20 this
Batting practice was extremely slow. The Mariners were completely ignoring everyone in the centerfield ‘Pen area. Even friendly shout-outs from the fans like, “Hey, how are you doing today?” were blown off from them. I don’t know if they were all having a bad day or it was just one of those unfriendly days. So I decided to line up at the stairs early. The Mariners didn’t have anyone that could hit a baseball to the centerfield seats anyway. As soon as I lined up someone hit a monster bomb towards the vistors bullpen. The ball clanged off the bullpen bench overhang and shot right at a group of people. They all scrambled for it and somehow it got loose and rolled underneath the staircase. I darted around the stairs and gave chase but I was immediatly blind-sided by some middle-aged man that wanted the baseball more than I did. He shouldered me into the wall, and knocked my hat off in the struggle as he kicked the ball from my reaching grasp. I wanted to give chase and spear tackle him into the nearest brick wall. I was furious. I said a few choice words and decided it wasn’t worth it. If I engaged in physical violence with this shmuck I’d probably get thrown out of Safeco Field. That just wasn’t my style.
Before the horn blew to allow us into the rest of the stadium I did witness a baseball hit into the seats on the first base side. So at the last moment I changed my decision to go up the centerfield steps instead of the bullpen stairs that led into left field/3rd base area. It paid off too. Well, I did have to run the entire outfield concourse and then chase down three sections. After that I diligently scoured the seats until I found the baseball. A security guard was watching me the entire time and smiled when I found the ball. I was lucky the baseball didn’t get free from a seat support then roll all the way to the bottom of the section. At least I got my cardio in for the day.
I lined up behind these two Texas Rangers. I could not identify them and I was hoping for an overthrow. The ball sailed high and to the left and it landed about six rows up when it happened. I jumped over the first two rows and saw that some girl was running farther up then she had to. Gravity is my best friend. The ball just trickled down to the row I was standing in and I reached over the seats to scoop it up. “I didnt know which row it was in.” The girl said with a laugh.
After that I decided to hang around the Rangers dugout.
After batting practice concluded the Rangers pitching coach had a baseball in his hand. He was looking to toss it someone. So I gave him an upnod and sure enough he tossed me the baseball. It was the nastiest, most dirtiest baseball I have ever put my hands on. It also smelled of some kind of chemical. Maybe rosin. Im not sure what was on the baseball but it made my backpack stink for days.
Here’s another picture of the baseball out of focus this time.
After that I waited for the game to start. I even asked one of the security guards if I could stand in her section and wait on the warmup baseball. She told me I could stand in row 12 and back. She then proceeded to tell me it would be impossible to get a warmup baseball because the Rangers don’t always throw the ball into the crowd. And sometimes they leave the field on the other end of the dugout. And sometimes they give the ball to a kid. I just stood there and stared blankly at the roof. I even noticed a little trap door while she was talking.
The trap door is the little white speck in the middle of the picture. It was very interesting. Anyway. After being denied by the Rangers on the warmup baseball I took my seat in the outfield and patiently waiting on a home run ball that never came my way. I keep telling myself that If I sit out there long enough I will be the guy that the baseball comes directly to.
Game; May 5th 2011 Texas Rangers vs Seattle Mariners
Snagging Baseballs for Puppies has raised; $26.00 this season.
Snagging Baseballs for Relief in Japan has raised; $10.00 this season.
Spring Training has finally arrived! Are you as excited as I am? Lets hope so! The 2011 Baseball season should be a fantastic year for players, and fans alike. But there is still some major unfinished business with some big name players around the league. So lets get started on these topics so we can kick off this first week of Spring Training on a good note!
Talk on Albert Pujols major contract details have still remained under the radar. With the fast approaching self-imposed zero hour clicking closer with every day so far nothing has been done. We all know by now that Pujols doesnt want to talk contracts when hes trying to focus on baseball even during spring training. But management is quite confused of the actual zero hour that Pujols has self-imposed. Is the deadline when he arrives in Florida, or when he begins his first workout, or at midnight on a particular day? No one is very clear on this. Except Pujols. And possibly his agent.
With the recent contract proposal made by the Cardinals to Albert Pujols being rejected sources are unsure of the details, and IF a deal will be made by the deadline. Apparently, the deadline is set for February 15th. Pujols has said that contract talks will cease on Tuesday so he can focus on the game. “Theyre working to get it set, ” La Russa said. ” Fingers crossed. In the meantime, we’ve got a really good club, and hes a part of it — and we’ve got to get ready.” stated La Russa. Its also been word on the block that even Matt Holliday, another Cardinal slugger, was willing to give up some of his own money to make the Pujols deal go through. “If they came to me and said, ‘Hey, this is what it’s going to take to get Albert done, would you do it again or do more?’… if that’s what it took, I’d be willing to do that.” Having realized what he said, he added, “Scott Boras probably wouldn’t like me to say that…” Holliday said on the Mike and Mike radio broadcast.
Of course if no deal is made before the Pujols self-imposed deadline that doesnt mean the end of the line for club and player. The Cardinals have a negotiating window for five days after the World Series has ended. And even after that window closes that doesnt mean the end of the line either. The Cardinals signed Matt Holliday out of free agency in the winter of 2009-10. The free agency market seems some what undetermined though. Just because this guy got a huge contract and that guy signed for a huge contract doesnt mean that Pujols will end up in the select elite few. For all we know NO offers towards Pujols may be the future but rumors state that the Baltimore Orioles are one team that will be bidding aggressively if Pujols hits the free agency market.
But like it or not I just dont see Albert Pujols pulling down $30 million dollars a year with the Cardinals. But Im just a fan of the game. Im not management or ownership. So I dont know what it takes to keep an athlete like Pujols on my team.
More Cardinals news. Jim Edmonds, as we all know, as been harassing Tony La Russa to become a Cardinal again. He even made an appearance at the 2009 Cardinals Winter Warm-up, and jokingly made a pass at Tony La Russa if he would consider allowing him to play on the team again. Finally its become a reality. A couple of weeks ago Jim Edmonds signed with the Cardinals again but in a minor league contract. He will be reporting to spring training camp in about five days, and he seems pretty optimistic about his ability to be productive on the field. Edmonds is also recovering from surgery on his left Achillies tendon, He has yet to undergo a physical for the club, and until he does, his situation remains uncertain with the Cardinals. ” I think its coming down to just the health,” La Russa said on Sunday.” He had the surgery. I havent talked to him in the last few days, but I know that the last time I talked to him he was hobbled…I think its health driven at this point.”
Edmonds will try to make the team this year, and join the Cardinals at spring training camp as a non-roster invitee. But if his health isnt 100% that will compromise him not making the team.
Hey, did you guys hear? Mark McGwire did steroids!
Until next time baseball fans! Spring Training his officially here, Im pumped, and Ill hit the highlights sometime this week!