Showing posts with label baseball. Show all posts
Showing posts with label baseball. Show all posts

Monday, October 15, 2007

Manic Monday - Bat


With all the MLB records that were broke this year, there were many discussions and reports about steroids. But steroids isn't the only way professional baseball players cheat. Anyone remember what Sammy Sosa was caught doing in 2003? Corking his Bat. Sosa isn't the only player that's ever done it and probably won't be the last. But, I've always wondered just what corking a bat actually does. This is from http://www.slate.com/id/2083972/.


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Corking a bat lightens the lumber, which in turn increases bat speed and, the conventional wisdom holds, hit distance. Corkers typically drill a hole at the end of the bat, hollow out the "sweet spot," and fill it with wine corks or Superballs. The hole is then sealed with a combination of sawdust and pine tar. The result is a bat that's several ounces lighter than advertised, though still as long and thick as its heavier peers. A lighter bat, of course, is easier to whip through the strike zone.
The theoretical edge seems infinitesimal. Assume a corker reduces his bat's weight by 1.5 ounces. An average major league pitch travels from the pitcher's hand to the plate in a hair under half a second. The corked bat will give the hitter an additional five-thousandths of a second to see the pitch, judge it, and get the bat head moving through the strike zone.
A quicker bat may help a struggling hitter catch up with pitches, but it actually reduces his ability to smack long drives. The primary equation that determines a batted ball's distance is p = mv, where "p" is momentum, "m" is mass, and "v" is velocity. Though a corked bat will travel at a greater velocity, the tail-off in weight lessens the mass. As a result, sluggers like Sosa will actually see the length of their moon shots decrease. In his book The Physics of Baseball, Yale physicist Robert K. Adair estimated that a corked bat will shave about a yard off a 400-foot tater.
More likely to benefit, then, are slap hitters who specialize in singles. But the advantage is more psychological than anything else—a corked bat is essentially a placebo for hitters on the skids. They also splinter more readily, which makes catching the cheaters a lot easier. Rather than risk long suspensions, Adair advises, players should opt for lighter bats, perhaps by using a lighter grain of wood. Or they can just choke up three-quarters of an inch, which produces the same uptick in bat speed as corking.
Bonus Explainer: Surprisingly, the same major league baseball rules that outlaw corking make no mention of minimum or maximum bat weights, although there's a maximum length of 42 inches and a maximum diameter of 2.75 inches. The earliest set of codified rules for professionals, published in 1857, recommended bats that weighed up to 48 ounces. Today, given the abundance of pitchers who throw 95-mph cheese, players prefer much lighter bats; the current average weight is about 33 ounces.
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Monday, August 13, 2007

Manic Monday - Drop


This is one of my favorite times of year...the most exciting time in baseball. Teams that have been behind most of the year start making their comebacks...and teams that have dominated all year start to lose their mojo....specifically the Boston Red Sox. I despise them! I'm all about the Yankees and the Red Sox just love to try to rain on my parade....well the more they DROP the ball, the quicker the Yankees will take them over!


Nice try boys....maybe next time!

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Wordless Wednesday - Go Yankees!





Last Night....

Let me start by telling you a little about the Brazos Valley Bombers. This was their first year in the Texas Collegiate League, which is a summer baseball league. The teams are made up entirely of college players, giving them a chance to play with wood bats, in a minor league style environment, and in front of Major League scouts. If you know anything at all about me, you know that I'm a huge baseball fan.....and a die hard Yankees fan. The games are always fun. In the beginning, we wanted to go to a lot of games, but because of the rain and the heat we were only able to catch a couple.

Last night was a playoff game. I didn't really have any intentions on going. It was over 100 degrees yesterday and I was tired....but I was listening to the radio and I heard about this contest they were having. They were going to be giving away over $7500 worth of jewels. 19 blue topazes worth $250 each and 1 diamond worth $2500. That's all the information they would give out. That's all I needed to hear though. Diamonds and baseball???? That's total heaven for me. So I grabbed hubby and baby and said we're going to the game.

I really didn't think I was going to win. I never win anything and I could just imagine all the diamond crazed women that were going to be there. Still, I put on my lucky gear...a light blue tank top with Yankees written across the chest, and my Yankees Jersey with my lucky number 2 on the back. I also have a lucky Derek Jeter baseball cap, but I was scared I was going to mess it up so I just wore my regular Yankees cap.


My little Yankee-in-training also wore his lucky gear!


We got there and I was directed to go to the home dugout where I saw a growing group of ladies standing. While there, we were explained the rules. They had threw 80 stars in the outfield. There were 20 of each color - green, blue, gold and silver. They lined us up on the third baseline. There were 300 of us that got to participate. Round 1 was just trying to get one of the 80 stars.

So, we all lined up on the third baseline. This woman next to me kept inching up...people just can't play fair can they?? So finally the announcer said GO and we were off. I found a star and started reaching for it, but some b***h grabbed it first! UGH, so then I saw another one and started running for it. I saw another girl going after it too, so I just dove - just like Derek Jeter would have done!. I got it! I was so excited.

They had people holding up signs that had the colors written on them. I had a green star so I found the person holding the "Green" sign.


I'm the one in the Yankees get-up holding my star

They had written each color on a piece of paper and put it in a hat. They drew out the color green! Everyone that didn't have a green star had to leave the field. There were 20 of us left.



Each star had a number on it. They lined the 20 of us up by home plate. Then they started drawing numbers out of a hat. The last one standing won the diamond. He drew number after number after number and I was still standing there. I looked up at my sweetie as my knees started shaking...it was so nervewrecking the way they drew it out...it was like how they do it on those reality shows like American Idol....there were 4 of us left up there....he was taking his sweet time pulling the numbers out...but alas he picked my number. I wasn't too dissappointed though, I got a beautiful Blue Topaz.

I think the Topaz is actually prettier than the diamond...but that's my opinion. It was a lot of fun and I can't believe that I actually won something. Not to mention they showed it on the local news. My dad was watching and said he was laughing so hard because he saw me dive on the ground. It was so much fun!


My beautiful prize!

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

BAD TEACHER!!!!!!!!!!!

Thank you Crystal Dawn for letting me borrow this! This is a gooooooooooood one!

A first grade teacher explains to her class that she is a Boston Red Sox fan. She asks her students to raise their hands if they were Red Sox fans, too.Not really knowing what a Red Sox fan was, but wanting to be like their teacher, hands explode into the air. There is, however, one exception. A girl named Lucy has not gone along with the crowd.The teacher asks her why she has decided to be different. "Because I'm not a Red Sox fan.""Then," asks the teacher, "what are you?""Why I'm proud to be a Yankees fan.", boasts the little girl.The teacher is a little perturbed now, her face slightly red. She asks Lucy why she is a Yankees fan."Well, My Dad and Mom are Yankees fans, and I'm a Yankees fan, too!"The teacher is now angry. "That's no reason," she says loudly. "What if your mom was a moron, and your dad was a moron, What would you be then?"A pause, and a smile. "Then," says Lucy, "I'd be a Red Sox fan."

GO YANKEES!!!