What a Difference a Series Makes

Disappointing series in Phoenix. Those pitching match-ups sure looked favorable on paper. But that’s why they play the games.

I was talking to a friend the other day who noted that people tend analyze things more closely when they’re not going well. He thought it might be instructive to take a closer look during good times as well. If lessons can be learned from situations gone wrong, then shouldn’t they also be culled from situations gone right?

With that background, let’s compare the series in San Francisco with that in the desert. Interestingly, the Padres came into both series facing a team in trouble. The Giants had just been swept at home by the Dodgers and had lost four straight. Although the Pads ended up losing the first game at SBC, as I’ve said before, their attempted comeback in the ninth inning against the San Francisco bullpen helped set the stage for events to come. Throughout the rest of the series, the Giants were forced to go to their bullpen early and often, with often disastrous results.

Just as some of the blame must fall on the Giant relievers’ shoulders, so must some credit be given to the Padre hitters. Other than the first eight innings of the first game, the Padres steadily put runners on base, advanced them, and brought them home. There were no easy outs in the lineup. There was nobody on whom the opposition could count to kill any given rally.

No doubt the Pads caught their rivals to the north at an opportune time, but they also capitalized on the situation. In contrast, this past weekend, Bruce Bochy’s troops came up against a team reeling from a series loss at Milwaukee. The final contest for the Diamondbacks had been a 15-inning affair which saw their closer surrender another lead and seven relievers work a total of 10 innings. This on getaway day, no less.

To start the series against the Pads, Bob Brenly sent Casey Daigle to the mound Friday night. To that point in his career, Daigle was most famous for being the first National Leaguer to surrender five homers in fewer than three innings since Steve Stone did it in 1974. I say this was Daigle’s greatest claim to fame because it was, in fact, his big-league debut.

Daigle entered Friday’s contest with an ERA of 18.90. The bullpen had pitched 10 innings the previous day. Simple strategy: get to the starter early, force Brenly to further tax an already overworked bullpen, and then hammer away all series like in San Francisco.

This is where theory and practice diverge. Daigle destroyed the plan by largely shutting down the Padres for 6 1/3 innings. On the visitors’ side, Adam Eaton was matching him and spinning a gem of his own through seven. Then in the eighth, with one on and two out, Luis Gonzalez stepped to the plate. Without a bona fide big-league lefty in the bullpen (more about that a bit later), Eaton stays in the game and intentionally walks Gonzalez to get to Sexson.

I actually understand the thinking behind this one and I’m okay with it. Aki Otsuka is ready in the bullpen, and Otsuka vs Sexson is a more favorable match-up than Eaton vs Gonzalez, who had the highest batting average against right-handers in the bigs last year.

Here’s where we see a big difference between the series in San Francisco and that in Arizona. This is going to sound like second guessing, but I was pretty stunned by the move (or lack thereof) at the time. Eaton stays in the game to pitch to Sexson. You have to realize that Eaton had pretty well been cruising to that point. He hadn’t even thrown 100 pitches, so I can understand the temptation to leave him and let him get out of the inning. On the other hand, if there’s ever a time to use your top setup man, it’s in the eighth inning of a tie ballgame with runners on and the opposition’s biggest slugger coming to the plate.

The result was a three-run blast by Sexson on Eaton’s first pitch. I don’t like to judge a move solely on the basis of its outcome. But in this case, beyond the result, I don’t agree with the thought process. Otsuka has been the one reliable pitcher in the bullpen so far. Sexson has already faced Eaton three times during the game. Why not pull the starter, pat him on the back, and let Otsuka do what he does best? I don’t buy the argument that you leave the starter in there to get the win. Baseball is a team sport, and while individual victories are a great help when it comes time to talk contract, it’s the team victories that get everyone closer to the postseason, which is the ultimate goal.

Long story, short: Regardless of the outcome, Eaton should not have been left in the game to face Sexson.

The second game was a lot like the final game of the Pads’ initial homestand. Basically a slew of wasted opportunities salvaged by a timely ninth-inning hit by Ryan Klesko.

The rubber game featured, among other things, another curious decision by Bochy with regard to his pitching staff. Starter Brian Lawrence cruised through the first two innings and was staked to an early 2-0 lead. He then allowed four unearned runs in the third before coming back with a scoreless fourth.

Sean Burroughs sprained his left ankle the previous night and was unable to start against Elmer Dessens, against whom he had posted some obscene numbers in limited at-bats. In the top of the fifth, with one out and nobody on, Bochy sent Burroughs up to the plate to bat for Lawrence. Burroughs promptly struck out and the Padres went down quietly. More importantly, Lawrence was out of the game despite having thrown just 72 pitches.

Enter Jason Szuminski. He retires Gonzalez for the first out. Then this happens: homer, walk, single, single, walk. Jay Witasick comes in and fans Dessens for the second out. Matt Kata singles home two more runs before the inning finally comes to an end. A two-run defecit has become a six-run defecit, and the Padres have used three pitchers. Oh, and there are still four innings left to play.

The Padres, showing their resolve, score five runs of their own in the top of the sixth. Khalil Greene is left on second after getting there with one out and watching Kerry Robinson (Juan Pierre skills + Karim Garcia approach = Triple-A outfielder) and Ramon Vazquez strike out to end the inning. But the Pads have made a dent, and the home crowd is booing its D’backs.

To the bottom of the sixth and Eddie Oropesa, the Pads’ fourth pitcher of the game. Oropesa throws 15 pitches. Three are for strikes. He faces three batters, all of them walk. Bases loaded, nobody out. Enter Antonio Osuna, the fifth pitcher for the Pads. Bear in mind that this is the sixth inning and that Lawrence is usually a decent bet to make it that deep into a game.

Osuna eventually stops the bleeding, but not before he’s allowed all of Oropesa’s runners (and one of his own) to score. On the strength of two hits, Arizona has answered four of the five runs scored by the Padres the previous inning. The game is effectively over (although the Pads do have to use a fifth reliever, Scott Linebrink, before it actually ends).

We’ve kind of wandered all over the map here, but the main forces conspiring against the Pads in Arizona, as compared to their stint up north, are these:

  • Less clutch hitting
  • Worse management of pitchers by Bochy
  • Worse execution by said pitchers

It would be misguided to blame Bochy for the Arizona series. It isn’t his fault Khalil Greene made an error Sunday that led to four unearned runs. It isn’t his fault that Szuminski and Oropesa can’t get big-league hitters out. At some point the players have to execute, and there’s no question that the Pads didn’t play as well as they could have.

That said, the decisions to leave Eaton in the game Friday night and to pull Lawrence early in Sunday’s contest loom large. They didn’t make a lot of sense at the time, even before we saw what the outcome would be.

Hopefully the Padres can come home and the hitters can execute better during the upcoming series against the Expos and Mets. If they do, then Bochy can spend less time messing around with his pitching staff and more time letting them do their jobs.

Also, looking at the bigger picture, the Padres did go 4-3 on the road trip. Even though the Arizona series was disappointing, the club returns home having completed what can only be described as a successful trip.

Geek Stuff

This weekend I added permalinks to every blog entry at Ducksnorts all the way back to the initial entry from June 12, 2001. In addition to demonstrating with crushing clarity that I have no life, this will eventually allow me (and you) to refer back to individual entries from a particular date. Furthermore (and I haven’t completely thought through this part, but I have some ideas), it will eventually allow me to index entries by topic, player, etc. So if you want to read what I had to say about Jake Peavy when he was at Elsinore and compare it with what I had to say about him last week, there will be a mechanism for that.

Timetable for this? None as yet. But the important point to note is that with permalinks now in place, there are some possibilities for future development that didn’t exist last week. If this doesn’t excite you, that’s okay. I’m psyched enough for the both of us. ;-)

Expos in town tonight. Jake Peavy vs Livan Hernandez, 7:05. No television.

Giant Series

Another day, another win at SBC. Ho-hum. Seriously, you think there are a bunch of confused Giant fans right about now trying to figure out who that team was that came to town this week in place of their favorite doormats?

The tone of the series was set in the first game, when the Padres nearly came back from a three-run ninth-inning defecit. This had two effects. The first is that it forced Felipe Alou to use more of his bullpen just to get out of the game. The second, less tangible effect, is that it sent a message that these Padres were not about to go gentle into that good night.

No, this ballclub burned, raved, and raged throughout the series. They did some hitting and some pitching as well. The Padres outscored the Giants, 32-13, and outhit them .338/.382/.494 to .231/.306/.400. Oh, and all that talk about homers? Giants had five, Pads had four. Chicks may dig the long ball, but winning is the bottom line. Hopefully this series will help drive home the point that homers aren’t the goal.

Padres at Arizona tonight and through the weekend. Gotta like the pitching matchups: Adam Eaton vs Casey Daigle, David Wells vs Steve Sparks, Brian Lawrence vs Elmer Dessens. Not exactly Randy Johnson and Curt Schilling (or even Brandon Webb).

Other Stuff

Clearing off the desk here before the weekend. Regular reader Howard Lynch writes to let us know how Tim Stauffer, Michael Johnson, and Freddy Guzman are doing down on the farm. Stauffer picked up his first pro victory Wednesday at Visalia, partly on the strength of Johnson’s three homers. Howard also notes that Guzman has returned from last month’s elbow injury with a bang, going 3-for-4 with two stolen bases at Mobile in his 2004 debut.

More details on these and other happenings in the system:

That’s all for now. Eaton and Daigle 7:05 tonight, Channel 4. Go get ‘em, boys…

Pitch to Him!

Jim Brower working to Ramon Vazquez in the ninth inning of an 11-0 game misses for ball one. The Channel 4 mics pick up a guy screaming “pitch to him!” Beautiful.

The Giants, of course, did to pitch to him and to everyone else in the lineup. The Pads, for their part, connected with a hefty portion of the offerings. Phil Nevin and Terrence Long had three knocks. Mark Loretta, Brian Giles, Jake Peavy, and Brian Buchanan (who didn’t even come to the plate until the eighth inning) had two each. Even Jay Witasick hit a ball well to right. Giles hammered his second homer in as many nights.

Sure, it ended up being a laugher, but what was particularly encouraging is the way the Padres executed. They put guys on base, moved them over, and drove them in. Until it got to be garbage time, I can’t remember a bad at-bat. Okay, there were a couple. Ramon Hernandez grounding to a drawn-in J.T. Snow with Long at third after a leadoff triple in the second. Ramon Vazquez popping up on the first pitch with runners at the corners and nobody out in the fourth. But that’s nitpicking.

The pitching was also solid. Peavy struggled a little with his command at times, walking four. But he also struck out Barry Bonds looking in the second on a beautiful inside fastball that tailed back to catch the corner. Witasick also looked good, as did Jason Szuminski, who ended the game by striking out Neifi Perez.

Today’s game is an afternoon affair. Ismael Valdez against Kirk Rueter. Fielders, be on your toes: balls will be put into play…

That’s More Like It

Pads win, 9-5. Brian Lawrence looked good early. That fastball he buried up and in on Michael Tucker for a strikeout to end the third was impressive. Surprised the heck out of Tucker, that’s for sure.

Lawrence still worked behind in the count too often and had trouble with location. It’s early in the season, but the Padres need their starters to last longer than five innings and 67 pitches. And they need Lawrence not to walk three batters in those five innings.

But a win is a win, and we’ll take it. Great games from Sean Burroughs and Ryan Klesko last night. Burroughs doubled twice and singled twice in five at-bats. Klesko had three hits before being pulled in a double switch in the fifth. I cringe every time that happens, and I sure hope that at some point he’ll be allowed to finish games. You know, just in case we need him (like the other day against Matt Mantei).

Barry Bonds is amazing. We knew that, but it bears repeating. He saw exactly one strike last night and he hammered it into McCovey Cove.

The Giants as a team hit pretty well last night. Fortunately they also grounded into four double plays, which kept killing their potential rallies. The one Phil Nevin started in the sixth was a beauty. A. J. Pierzynski grounded sharply down the line. Nevin grabbed the ball, stepped on the bag, and instead of going to second to get Pedro Feliz, spun and fired a strike home to nail Michael Tucker. I’m liking Nevin over at first.

Speaking of Nevin, he is off at the plate right now. He’s hitting a respectable .276, but he is opening up early and getting himself out on off-speed stuff down and away. There is no reason to throw him a fastball for a strike (although that’s just what Dustin Hermanson did on a 1-2 pitch in the fourth, which Nevin lined back through the middle for an RBI single; it was the last pitch Hermanson would throw). We suspected this might happen at the start of the season thanks to Nevin’s lack of spring training at-bats. No cause for concern. He’ll adjust and start driving those balls to right-center like he always does.

Oh yeah, Brian Giles is awake. His two-run blast to deep right in the first got the scoring started. He went after Hermanson’s first pitch on that one and didn’t see a lot of strikes in subsequent trips to the plate. Like Nevin, Giles will be fine. But you knew that.

Bruce Bochy found the perfect use for Eddie Oropesa last night. Bring him in to intentionally walk Barry Bonds. Then force Felipe Alou to pinch hit for Michael Tucker with Jeffrey Hammonds, thus causing Bochy to replace Oropesa with Aki Otsuka. I’m not always crazy about Bochy’s use of his bullpen, but this was classic. He got Oropesa in the game and didn’t let him throw a strike, then yanked him and got a great matchup. Otsuka promptly fanned Hammonds, who represented the tying run, to end the seventh.

Otsuka also worked a perfect eighth. Trevor Hoffman closed with a scoreless ninth in a non-save situation. Is it just me, or is this going to be a fun bullpen when Rod Beck returns?

Khalil Greene continues to impress. Single and two walks in five trips to the plate, plus some nice work in the field. Helped turn three of the four twin killings. I don’t understand why some people don’t think he can play shortstop at this level. He’s got a good first step, his arm is reasonably strong and accurate, his instincts are good. He isn’t real flashy, but who cares? Dude can play.

Ten Terrible Songs

Inspired by an article in Blender, Jeff lists his bottom 10 songs of all time. Inspired by Jeff, I list mine:

10. tie: “Cherry Pie” (Warrant), “Concealed Weapons” (J. Geils Band). Some bands (AC/DC, Aerosmith, even Whitesnake) do innuendo real well. Others not so much. Somewhat remarkably, not the worst song with “pie” in the title.

9. tie: “I Need You” (Stacey Q), “Touch Me” (Samantha Fox). Some careers are beyond explanation.

8. “I Got You Babe” (Sonny and Cher). Musically annoying, lyrically even more annoying. At least Stacey Q and Samantha Fox had that whole skank thang going for them.

7. “Tell Laura I Love Her” (Ray Peterson). Most. Irritating. Vocal. Ever.

6. “All Out of Love” (Air Supply). Nosed out the rest of their catalogue, mainly because it’s the only one I can think of off the top of my head. To give credit where it’s due, they’re all equally unlistenable.

5. “Baby Come Back” (Player). If she wasn’t coming back before the song, she ain’t coming back now.

4. tie: “We Are the World” (USA For Africa), “That’s What Friends Are For” (Dionne Warwick/Gladys Knight/Elton John/Stevie Wonder). Proof that adding more people to the equation makes it that much worse. I still can’t believe that Quincy Jones and Burt Bacharach wrote these. What were they thinking?

3. “Nothing’s Gonna Stop Us Now” (Starship). Anything that makes El DeBarge’s “Who’s Johnny” look good by comparison is a force to be feared.

2. “Seasons in the Sun” (Terry Jacks). I do not expect to hear a worse song, note for note, in my lifetime. Memo to bad songwriters: This is not a challenge.

1. “American Pie” (Don McLean). Actually not quite as bad as #2, but it lasts longer and gets played more often. I feel about this song the way some people feel about Jimmy Webb’s “MacArthur Park.” And to think, if the levy hadn’t been dry, the speaker in the song might’ve drowned and never lived to tell us all his interminable tale.

Thanks for indulging. When the Padres win, I get a little giddy. Tonight they’re back at it. Good matchup: Jake Peavy and Jason Schmidt, 7:15. Let’s see if we can get into that Giant bullpen early again…

Treading Water

Frustrating loss at SBC, yes, but also some signs of hope. Still, it would be good to see the Pads get their act together soon.

We could dwell on the negatives from last night’s game:

  • David Wells caught too much of the plate too often, spotting the Giants a 4-0 lead after three.
  • Ramon Hernandez didn’t block the plate on Jay Payton’s terrific throw that almost nailed Jeffrey Hammonds in the first.
  • Third base coach Rob Picciolo held Hernandez at third on Khalil Greene’s booming double to left-center that Marquis Grissom mishandled in the fifth.
  • Bruce Bochy sent Wells up to the plate immediately following Greene’s double. Wells promptly struck out on three pitches, and the Padres again failed to score with two runners in scoring position and less than two outs.
  • No clutch hits again through the first eight innings. Minimal production from the heart of the order.

Okay, that’s a lot of negatives. I’ll grant that. But some good must have come of this, right? Sure, it did:

  • Wells battled back after a terrible start and worked six innings. He kept his club in the game and preserved the bullpen, which could pay dividends later in this four-game series.
  • Antonio Osuna, the only reliever used by the Pads, pitched two solid innings. This is encouraging because (a) he was effective, (b) it was the first time this season he’d worked a second inning, and (c) he helped save the rest of the ‘pen.
  • The Padres darned near came back from a three-run deficit in the ninth for the second straight game. Giants’ manager Felipe Alou had to use five relievers last night, three in the ninth alone. Give me Phil Nevin against Jim Brower with a runner in scoring position any day of the week. It doesn’t always work out, but you have to like your chances.

This is going to be an interesting series. None of the Giant relievers threw more than 15 pitches in the first game, but using five guys out of the bullpen last night could create problems for the Giants toward the end of the week.

Meantime, the Padre pitchers need to avoid the big inning early in the game. The heart of the order needs to do some damage before the ninth. And the Padres need to find some good left-handed options off the bench so we don’t see Kerry Robinson and Terrence Long get into the game as pinch-hitters while Brian Buchanan sits and waits for a southpaw.

In Other News

Brian Lawrence and Dustin Hermanson, 7:15 tonight, Channel 4. A win would be real nice…

Weekend Recap

We left our seats after the eighth on Sunday, after numerous missed opportunities and an afternoon of frustration. The Diamondbacks led, 4-2, and there wasn’t much hope. Luis Gonzalez then hit a bomb off the increasingly-difficult-to-justify Eddie Oropesa to extend the lead to three runs. Adios.

By the time Matt Mantei had entered the game, we were out beyond center field, near the Wiffle ball field. Mark Loretta singled so we decided to stick it out a little longer before leaving. Brian Giles walked and Phil Nevin singled Loretta home. Interesting.

Ryan Klesko came up and, after a delay caused by confusion over whether Brian Buchanan or Kerry Robinson was supposed to pinch-running for Nevin (both managers came out for this one, and the umpires conferred for some time; I think Buchanan ended up on first but I can’t say for sure), smacked a 2-0 offering off the brick facade of the Western Metal Supply Building, right between the 334 ft marker and the foul pole. The place went nuts. It was awesome.

This was a big game for the Padres, and a big opening homestand. They won series against both San Francisco and Arizona, each of whom have given the Friars fits over the past few years. And in each of those series, the Pads managed to pull one game out against the other club’s closer. They showed a lot of rough edges, but they showed a lot of fight as well.

Friday night saw Randy Johnson dominate the Pads and nearly hit a grand slam in the "Bonds-proof" stadium. The hometown nine came back to win a close one Saturday night thanks to a surprisingly strong performance from Ismael Valdez and some early wildness from Arizona’s Brandon Webb.

On Sunday, Adam Eaton struggled with his command in the first and surrendered three runs while throwing 39 (!) pitches. Nine men batted in the inning, so it actually could have been worse. But Eaton settled down after that and held the Snakes in check while watching his offense put runners in scoring position and leave them there.

Sean Burroughs had a nice day at the plate but made some questionable decisions in the field. In the first, Burroughs failed to make a play on a grounder down the line that he thought was going to go foul. It was ruled a hit, and the run came around to score on Richie Sexson’s three-run blast. Later in the game, twice Khalil Greene made terrific plays to his right and threw to Burroughs for the force at third. Twice Burroughs tried to apply a tag to the incoming runner. He recorded the out both times, but that’s not the point.

Well, the Padres did go 5-4 on their inaugural homestand against division rivals, so it can’t be all bad. And they managed to do so without getting much support from Giles, Klesko (his walk-off piece Sunday notwithstanding), or the bullpen. I get the feeling that this club is treading water right now and has the ability to be much better than what they’ve shown so far. Here’s hoping Sunday’s comeback victory will serve as a catalyst and give the Pads a little momentum as they hit the road.

PETA Uproar, er Whimpering

In the "Irony is beautiful" department:

  • Brick Trick: PETA protest makes it to Petco Park (ESPN). The message on the brick in question reads "Break Open Your Cold Ones! Toast The Padres! Enjoy This Championship Organization." The "clever" part is that by putting together the first letter of each word (and really, who among us doesn’t do this when reading letters on a brick?), a hidden message is revealed: BOYCOTT PETCO. What the article fails to mention is that this cost the author some money. Think about that for a moment. Somebody gave money to an institution that supports a company he wishes people to boycott so that said institution would place a message on a brick that millions might see but whose meaning would remain hidden to all but a handful of folks (i.e., people he told). What is the ROI for something like that? Can the amount of money this person might end up costing Petco possibly offset the amount he paid to support the ballpark? Is it me, or is this the most ineffectual form of protest since the Judean People’s Front Crack Suicide Squad?
  • Padres Unveil Brick Program For New Ballpark (Padres.com). The eight-by-eight bricks ran $200 a pop.
  • There is absolutely no truth to the rumor that PETA’s brick is adjacent a brick that reads: "Nevin Up, Three Jackrabbits On Base? Yo, Excellent Situation!!!"

Geek Alert

Found a killer app called Xenu’s Link Sleuth that searches an entire site and returns a detailed report of every link. This is the good news. The bad news is there are 2088 links on Ducksnorts and because we’ve been around so long, some of them no longer work. On the one hand, if I referenced an external site six years ago and it no longer exists, that’s not really my problem. On the other, I hate having broken links on Ducksnorts. So those are slowly being fixed or removed.

One positive from all this is that I’m having to review the entire site, which gives me a chance to look back at some of things I’ve written in the past. It ain’t always pretty but we’re all about accountability here at Ducksnorts. A few annotated snippets from January 2002:

Padres inked former Tiger shortstop Deivi Cruz to a 1-year deal worth $600K. Good low-risk signing…. If Cruz gets more than 250 or so plate appearances, something has gone horribly wrong. [He did, it did]

If you’re a small market team, this is what it comes down to. There will be no Jason Giambi. There will be no Chan Ho Park. [Sometimes it is good to be a small-market team]

On Sean Burroughs: There are a lot of people who don’t believe he’ll hit for much power in the bigs but I’m not one of them. When I say that he “projects eventually to hit 25+ homers a year” I’m actually being conservative. I really believe this kid is going to be a Chipper Jones type offensive force in a few years. [Even I am beginning to question the power at this point, although I still think Burroughs will be a stud on offense before long]

On Mark Phillips: There is now some talk that he’ll begin 2002 with Peavy at Double-A Mobile. If he succeeds there, he could follow in the footsteps of high-profile high school lefties Rick Ankiel and C.C. Sabathia, and compete for a spot in the big-league rotation as early as spring 2003. [Ouch]

I See a New Blog on the Right, There

Headline best sung to CCR’s "Bad Moon Rising" (or not–your call). At any rate, I’ve added some links; check ‘em out.

Four against the Giants up north. Tonight David Wells and Jerome Williams hook up, 7:15 start. More as it happens…

Taxing Series

That was a winnable series against the Dodgers. Poor starting pitching and not enough timely hitting. Not a good combination.

There were bright moments last night. Mark Loretta and Phil Nevin hit the first two Padre homers at Petco. Loretta and Sean Burroughs extended their hitting streaks to nine. Aki Otsuka pitched brilliantly again (I’m pretty well convinced he could close games over here if needed). The Pads put the bat on the ball against Eric Gagne again and at least gave themselves a chance.

But in the end, it was another disappointing loss. The season is early and I try to stay positive, but it’s hard not be a little frustrated right now. The Padres are 4-5 but could easily be 7-2 with a few breaks. I guess most teams can make similar claims. The Pads have scored 43 runs this year and allowed 43, so I probably shouldn’t complain. That won’t stop me, of course. ;-)

In the Good News department, reliever Rod Beck is due back in mid-May. Not only does this mean the Padres will have two excellent setup options for Trevor Hoffman, but with any luck it will also bring to an end the Eddie Oropesa era (and ERA).

Speaking of Hoffman, apparently he was out playing Wiffle ball at the Park in the Park before last night’s game. Honestly, how cool is that?

Quick run through the minors:

                     AB HR BB SO  BA OBP SLG
T. Bozied, 1B, Por   31  2  2  8 355 394 710
B. Castro, 2B, Por   28  0  4  2 393 469 464
J. Knott, OF, Por    24  0  1  6 208 269 292
X. Nady, OF, Por     30  1  3  4 400 455 600
J. Barfield, 2B, Mob 18  0  3  4 167 286 222
J. Gautreau, 3B, Mob 20  2  5  5 300 440 700
B. Johnson, OF, Mob  21  1  3  7 286 375 571
G. Sain, 1B, Mob     19  3  5  7 368 480 842
L. Cruz, SS, LkE     31  1  3  1 355 429 548
M. Johnson, 1B, LkE  26  2  5 10 115 265 346
K. Jones, OF, LkE    29  0  6  7 276 400 379
G. Kottaras, C, FtW   7  0  1  2 286 375 286
C. Morton, C, FtW    17  1  2  8 118 250 294
Valenzuela, 1B, FtW  26  0  4  1 269 406 269

                   IP  H HR BB SO  ERA
B. Neal, Por      4.1  4  0  0  4 2.08
C. Oxspring, Por 11.1  7  0  5 13 2.38
B. Sweeney, Por  12.0 11  1  3 11 4.50
Tankersley, Por  12.0 10  1  5 12 4.50
J. Germano, Mob  12.0 13  2  3  9 3.00
D. Pauley, LkE    8.2 14  1  4  7 8.31
G. Ribas, LkE    11.0 10  1  2  6 1.64
T. Stauffer, LkE  5.0  4  0  2  3 1.80
Girardeau, FtW    4.0  4  0  2  2 4.50
D. Moore, FtW     5.0  5  0  3  6 5.40
S. Thompson, FtW  5.0  5  1  2  3 3.60
J. Wells, FtW    10.1 13  1  3  9 4.35

Way too early to draw any meaningful conclusions (although it’s good to see the likes of Bozied, Nady, and Gautreau get off to a good start), but this is baseball. What else are you gonna do?

Diamondbacks are in town for the weekend. Jake Peavy squares off against Randy Johnson tonight. Channel 4 broadcast, 7 PM start.

Insert Clever Title Here

One or two days a year I get to come into work at 5 in the morning to support a large webcast meeting on the east coast. Today is one of those days. Hence I am blogging at 3:30 AM. Hence the apologies in advance if this is more incoherent than usual.

Got my first look at the season seats last night. They’re closer to the plate than I’d thought. I knew we were upper tank, but we’re actually looking almost directly down the third base line from just off to the right of home plate. Thanks to a leisurely dinner we didn’t actually make it to our seats until the second inning, by which time the group behind us was pretty toasted and the game was effectively over.

I don’t have any insight to offer this morning other than it was ugly. Kaz Ishii hit a two-run single in a six-run second. Said Ishii: "Last year I only got one hit during the season, so it felt good to get such a big hit." Hey man, happy we could help.

Stuff to read:

Hate to do this, but I gotta run. Off to Krispy Kreme for massive quantities of sugar and caffeine. Better luck tonight. Brian Lawrence vs Hideo Nomo. Usual time, usual channel. Keep an eye out for me. I’ll be the guy passed out in his oversized living room chair…

He’s Good, but He’s No Rielly Embrey

I just found out at Petco stadium that they tried to make it Bonds-proof, but I think they made it baseball-proof.
     –Barry Bonds


Dear Mr. Bonds,

Thank you for bringing your concerns about Petco Park to our attention. We are very sorry to hear that you did not find your stay in San Diego more enjoyable. It is our goal to make everyone’s visit to Petco a pleasant one and we hope that for your next trip here, we are able to exceed your expectations!

Although I can assure you that our fine downtown ballpark was not built specifically with you in mind, I’ll be more than happy to pass your thoughts along to management for consideration as part of future development. Let me assure you that we are always looking for ways to improve the ballpark, and we do take your feedback very seriously.

In the meantime, you might try checking with Rielly Embrey for advice on hitting the ball out of Petco Park. Mr. Embrey has some experience in this area and I’m sure he’d be more than happy to assist a fellow ballplayer.

I hope this helps. Please feel free to contact me if there is anything else I can do. Have a wonderful day and best of luck to you in your endeavor to match Mr. Embrey’s achievement!

Kindest regards,
A concerned citizen of San Diego


We were out interviewing a bass player last night so I missed the game. I see the Pads won again. Better get used to that. Adam Eaton’s line sure looked good. Most encouraging: 95 pitches and no walks over 7 full innings.

Over at Syntax of Things, Jeff gives a solid recap of our trip to Elsinore. He focuses primarily on the stadium experience. Be sure to get over there and give it a read.

David Wells vs Kaz Ishii tonight. I’ll be at the game, first time in my regular season seats. Full report later…

Cal League Tour 2004: Phase I

This season, my buddy Jeff and I have taken it upon ourselves to visit every park in the California League. We’re old and somewhat responsible these days, so the plan is to hit two towns a weekend, one weekend a month through August.

The first phase of our journey saw us visit Lake Elsinore and Lancaster. So sit back, relax, and enjoy the drive. And don’t forget the sunscreen.

Saturday: San Diego to Lake Elsinore (and Points Beyond)

We began what has become over the years a familiar drive at about 4:30 in the afternoon. Filled the car with gas, ourselves with coffee, and started up I-15. We passed all the usual suspects: Escondido, Fallbrook, Temecula. Of course, the Lawrence Welk Resort. I’d tell you about the sky but I don’t remember much other than if there were any clouds, they were not of the variety that produce rain.

We arrived at the Elsinore Diamond a little before 6:00, about an hour prior to first pitch: Storm vs Inland Empire (Mariners). Our seats were right behind the plate, exactly one row in front of my old season tickets. Sterling Hitchcock, the scheduled starter for the Storm, had been scratched due to an oblique strain and replaced by right-hander David Pauley. First-round pick Tim Stauffer was to make his debut the following afternoon (and top Mariner prospect Felix Hernandez had worked Friday night for the opposition), but Pauley is a solid prospect (ranked #8 among Padre farmhands by Baseball America) in his own right and I was anxious to see him in person.

David Pauley warms up

Pauley, true to the scouting reports, spotted his fastball around 88-91 MPH. Every once in a while he’d dial it up a notch or two, but for the most part he was in that range. Pauley’s curveball, by most accounts his best pitch, wasn’t fooling a lot of folks this night. As a result, the Storm fell behind early and never were really in the game. They ended up losing, 16-4. All you need to know about this one is that on a stolen base attempt early on, Storm catcher Andres Pagan fired a laser that might have nailed the runner had it not hit a squatting Pauley squarely in the back. I’ve seen Pagan play before; he’s actually a good defensive catcher. This was just one of those nights where nothing goes right.

Casper the pig makes the long journey back to his house after delivering baseballs to the umpire

After the game (hey, it’s a long ride; can’t stay in one place too long) we made the obligatory yet oh-so-satisfying In ‘n’ Out stop. Double-double, animal style. Thus refueled, we started back up the I-15 in search of a place to spend the night so that our drive to Lancaster the following morning would be lessened somewhat. What we found was Norco, a town just to the north of Corona, which inevitably reminded me of the late Mike Darr.

Sunday: Norco to Lancaster, to San Diego

Our first order of business, after settling the hotel bill, was to find breakfast and, more importantly, a cup of coffee. The general rule is that where there’s an exit, there’s a Denny’s. We soon discovered the lesser-known corollary to that rule: Unless you actually are looking for a Denny’s, in which case you won’t find one.

We drove through Norco, we drove through Ontario. Heck, we even drove around a mall in Rancho Cucamonga that — I kid you not — features 52 separate movie screens.

No Denny’s.

Eventually we stumbled onto a Coco’s and stuffed ourselves with carbs and caffeine. After breakfast we continued up I-15 to Cajon Junction, where we hung a left at SR-138. This road wanders through the San Bernardino National Forest, past Wrightwood and Phelan, through Pinon Hills, Pearblossom, and Littlerock, and finally dumps into SR-14 at Palmdale. From there it’s just a couple miles up the freeway to Lancaster and the Hangar.

The drive is mainly dust, cactus, and palm trees. An occasional abandoned building. The road isn’t as devoid of human activity as, say, SR-247 from Lucerne Valley to Barstow. But it is mighty desolate. Things start to get really strange when you see a tiny dirt path off to the left that is marked with a sign that says, in alarming earnestness, "227th St." You spend the next 40 minutes watching for similar signs and finding it difficult to believe that somewhere beyond this nothingness there will be a "First Street." Who could have conceived of such an infrastructure? To what purpose? When you are driving through the middle of nowhere, the notion that someone at some time envisioned this as a place where people might thrive is absolutely mind-boggling.

But there it is, and there you are. And there, after many miles, is Palmdale. Sprawling in the shadow of Edwards Air Force Base, Palmdale is perhaps best known to Padre fans as the home of Matt Harrington, a promising young right-hander who, for reasons difficult to swallow, never had a career. As someone who has lived in large cities all my life, I look at Palmdale and see the type of place that a talented kid would leave in a heartbeat to pursue his dreams. But what do I know? There may well be a thousand more towns scattered throughout the country that are just like Palmdale, with countless talented kids whose names we’ll never know.

Regardless, Lancaster is the next town along the Antelope Valley Freeway and it is at Avenue I that we exit for the stadium. This afternoon’s contest features the Lancaster JetHawks (Diamondbacks) and the High Desert Maverics (Brewers).

Entrance to Lancaster's 'Hangar'

As at Elsinore, we sat behind home plate, this time two rows back. From this vantage point, you can see cars and trucks passing on the freeway behind the batters’ eye in center field. The mountains that surround the basin only become visible on moving down the lines. Snow-capped peaks are visible to the east from the third base side. On a cloudless day in the mid-80s, this is a cruelly refreshing touch.

Snow-capped peaks behind the first base dugout at the Hangar

Lancaster is known as one of the best hitting parks in the Cal League, partly because it is about 2500 feet above sea level and partly because of the winds, especially at night. In the game we were at, the wind swirled and shifted constantly but only gusted once or twice. One local we talked to suggested that the ball carries a lot better at night. (This same person also defended the opposition’s stealing second in the eighth inning of an 8-2 game; it is worth noting that nobody on the JetHawks so much as batted an eye when that happened.)

The game itself wasn’t particularly well played. Arizona prospect Conor Jackson took some nice cuts at the plate. He didn’t have a great line, but he did a nice job going after a couple of good breaking balls. Jackson reminded me a little, physically, of the Angels’ Tim Salmon. Big, strapping kid. Obvious power. A bit raw in left field. Good idea at the plate, probably a shade too good for the league.

The JetHawks' Conor Jackson waits for his pitch

A few familiar faces at the park. Right-hander Nick Neugebauer is rehabbing with the High Desert Mavericks and was charting pitches for this game. Former big-leaguer Wally Backman manages the Lancaster squad and dropped a few choice words well within earshot of several children when the umpires failed to call a ball foul that appeared to have bounced off the batter’s foot. I like to think that if I had kids, I’d have explained Backman’s behavior by noting that everyone has his own way of celebrating Easter. I wouldn’t have, of course, but I like to think that I might have.

Speaking of umpires, if you’ve ever thought that officiating baseball games might be your calling, I recommend paying a visit to Lancaster, preferably during the summer. Cal League umpires work in two-man crews. One guy calls balls and strikes, the other mans the field. Man on first, left-handed batter at the plate. Check swing. Did he go? Ask the umpire standing behind first base who is looking square at the hitters’ back.

Same situation, batter launches one down the left-field line. Is it fair or foul? Look at the foul poles at the Hangar. Now think of a guy kicking a field goal in the NFL. Now imagine that the official is standing behind the other end zone. And that the goal posts only extend half as high as normal. And there’s only one goal post. And the kicker is using a baseball. Absurd, perhaps, but these are the conditions.

At any rate, after the game, the kids dumped onto the field to collect Easter eggs and we headed back the way we came. Three hours of dirt, crazy kids racing down I-15 in their ridiculous trucks, and Wilco later, we were home. Glad to have gone, glad to be home. Already thinking vaguely about next month’s jaunt into the inner reaches of California…