2012 World Series, Game One

Pablo Sandoval

Pablo Sandoval crosses the plate after one of his record-tying three home runs in a World Series game. (DAVID J. PHILLIP/AP)

I was lucky enough to be at Game One of the 2010 World Series, when the mood outside the ballpark before the game was just amazing. Palpable excitement about a team that had survived its division race on the final day of the season and then rolled through the playoffs. This year was a bit different…this team did the opposite, rolling to a division title over the last couple months of the season but then needing miraculous comebacks to win both playoff rounds. There was less hyperactivity outside the park for Game One this year, at least before the game, but that all changed once everyone was inside and gametime approached.

Thankfully, after the 9th inning monsoon in Game Seven of the NLCS, the weather was perfect…a cool, crisp fall day in the City by the Bay. Continue reading


Thoughts on ‘Moneyball’ the movie

There’s been a lot of criticism among the sportswriting community about the new movie “Moneyball,” based on the best-selling book of the same name by Michael Lewis chronicling the 2002 Oakland A’s and how they changed their approach to building a team after being gutted by the loss of key free agents to big-market teams after the 2001 playoffs. Much of the criticism is levied at the factual basis of the movie. Several columns I’ve seen have picked apart what’s true and what’s not in the movie, railed against the portrayals of certain characters, and generally criticized the fact that this is a movie to begin with.

Moneyball Movie PosterThat’s true among some of the diehard fan base as well. One friend of mine – a lifelong baseball fan like I am – said he couldn’t understand why this was a movie to begin with. The A’s didn’t even make it the World Series, he reasoned. This could be about ANY team that tried and failed. He missed the point of the movie, but then again he hasn’t seen it, or even read the book. This is a story about thinking differently, bucking the odds, sticking to your guns, and believing in what you’re doing when nobody else does.

IĀ agree with some of the critiques of the movie if you solely compare it to the real story of the 2002 A’s and pick apart everything that doesn’t stack up. There’s barely a mention of 2002 A.L. MVP Miguel Tejada or Cy Young Award winer Barry Zito, or the two other star pitchers, Tim Hudson and Mark Mulder. Chad Bradford is made out to be the ace of the bullpen when in fact he was an effective if unspectacular reliever. Certain player trades and signings have been changed a bit to fit the broader story. And the portrayal of manager Art Howe is about as off-base as any fact-based character portrayal in recent memory. The real Art Howe – a tall, slender, tanned, and affable longtime big league player and scout who managed the A’s at their most recent heights in the late 1990s-early 2000s – was and is nothing like the pasty, schlumpy, grouchy and pretty selfish character played by Philip Seymour Hoffman. I knew Art Howe back in the 1990s, when he was a scout for the Dodgers organization and I was working in their minor league system. He’s a great guy. But the character Hoffman plays makes a great foil for Beane in the film, as does the Grady Fuson character who clearly is also a dramatization to a certain extent. Continue reading