RMJ 151 July 16

WEDNESDAY, JULY 16Houston, vs San Francisco   

Judy has really been agonizing over Ryan’s baseball experience this summer. He has been unable to pitch since April because of a sore shoulder, and the coaches haven’t played him much in the outfield or at first base.

I have no way to know if he should be playing, but I do know that I wouldn’t drive him back and forth to practice three times a week, 30 miles each way, if he was not playing.

The tough thing about it is that Ryan has made a lot of friends on the team, and he wants to stick with it.

What really got to Judy is that she traveled all the way to Austin to see him play, and he only pitched two innings. They blew a team out in the last game, and he still didn’t play.

“There are five coaches, and their sons play every inning of every game,” Judy said. “It’s not fair.”

“Well, they told us they were going to play to win,” I said. “If he wants to play, he has to get better. If he’s good enough, they’ll play him.”

“How are they going to know if he’s good if they don’t play him?” she asked.

“It’ll show up in practice,” I said. “He’s just going to have to force himself into the lineup. I’ve already noticed a great improvement in his fielding. I don’t think he’s too far away from being a pretty good hitter. But if you don’t want to drive him all over town, I understand. Maybe he can get on a team that practices around here.”

“I’m just afraid he won’t get better without playing in the games. I want him to be able to move up with the other kids and play in high school.  He seems to have a better chance in baseball than basketball or football. But a lot of these kids practice all the time. Their dads work with them constantly, and they get private instruction from professional coaches.”

“Judy,” I said, “listen: If he’s good enough, he’ll play. No matter how much instruction you get, it will come down to ability.

“You know about Darryl Kile. He didn’t even make his high-school team. These things take a while to sort themselves out.

“Sure, he’ll be better now if he practices more and plays in more games. But his future as a hitter is unclear, no matter what. When he gets his growth and his strength, he may blow by some of these kids that seem better now. Then again, maybe he won’t.

“But I can just about guarantee you that he will be a good-enough pitcher to play high-school ball, if he wants to work at it. I can put him on a program to build his arm up. He already throws as hard as all but a few kids. And he’s lefthanded.

“He’s beginning to listen to me now. I’ll get him ready.”

This seemed to encourage her. She asked me to write down the plan, and I did.

I have a mound in the yard, and I plan to have him throw three sets of 21 pitches every day. The first set will be 7 fastballs, 7 curves, and 7 changeups at half speed. The second set will be the same pitches at three-quarter speed. The third set will be the same thing from the stretch position.

I took him outside with a bucket of balls, and we went through the drill.

“If you don’t throw too hard, you can do this every day.” I said. “Even if you have a practice in the afternoon, you can do it in the morning. If you have a game and you’re going to pitch, don’t do it.

“When I’m home, I’ll catch you a couple of times a week, and you can throw full speed. The important thing is that you do it every day. That way you will gain control and build arm strength.”

I went over it with Judy after we threw, and she seemed to understand. The main thing is to get him to do it in the morning. It’s getting so hot that he won’t want to do it in the afternoon.

 

This homestand is a joke. We play tonight and then tomorrow afternoon, and then fly all the way to Montreal.

These schedules must be devised by a sadist, or by someone who does not shit. I have the feeling it is the latter. My computer has done some strange things, but it has not done that. If it does, I’ll go back to pen-and-paper.

 

Tonight’s game was a beauty. We finally went over .500 as Mike Hampton mastered the Giants with ease. He tossed a four-hitter and won 8-1. He didn’t walk a single batter, and he struck out six.

Our top four guys did most of the damage. Bagwell had three more RBI, and Biggio scored two more runs. What a combination!

Batting AB R H RBI BB BA
Craig Biggio 2B 3 2 2 0 2 .309
Chuck Carr CF 4 2 2 0 1 .194
Jeff Bagwell 1B 3 2 2 3 1 .308
Luis Gonzalez LF 4 0 2 1 1 .278

The win put us in a first-place tie with the Pirates; the Cardinals are only one game back. It’s too early to be watching the scoreboard, but you can’t help it. I’m interested in how the other teams are doing, but I’m more interested in how we play. If we play well, it won’t matter what the other teams do.

 

Judy was waiting up when I got home. So were Ryan and his cousin Ashley. She is staying with us for about a week, and she really got a kick out of the game. She got to see the Astrodome and sit in the Diamond Level seats behind the plate. Naturally, she got a lesson on the finer points of the game from Ryan.

After Judy got them bedded down, she joined me on the deck with the dogs. We had a couple of drinks, and I smoked a cigar. The dogs got a lot of strokes, despite their mischievous ways.

Later we went inside, and I gave Judy a massage. She is 51 years old now, but she seems about the same to me now as when we met 25 years ago.

RMJ 150 July 15

TUESDAY, JULY 15 ● Chicago, vs Cubs

I couldn’t sleep last night, and I ended up finishing Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil about four a.m. I was a little groggy when I awoke at 9:30, and I didn’t have much time to get checked out and on my way to Wrigley.

The first person I saw when I entered the clubhouse gave me a broad, toothy smile: it was José Cabrera. It’s amazing how fast these guys can travel when they get called up.        

Thank goodness we didn’t have one of those business-fan’s specials at 12:30. The game was to start at 1:20, and we even had time to finish the pitcher interviews before infield practice.

 

Derek was griping about having to take infield, and Cubby got pissed.

“This isn’t optional,” he said. “It’s a team thing. Everybody does it.”

I agreed with him, but I cringed when he said it. I had already given Biggio and Bagwell permission to skip infield, because of their injuries the night before. I let Ausmus miss as well, because he caught all 15 innings.

When I went down to check and see if anyone else would skip out, Derek was right behind me.

“We need a new third-base coach,” he said. I clenched my teeth and ignored him.

I wanted to turn and say, “What we really need is a right fielder.”

As it turned out, Bagwell and Ausmus took infield. Biggio was not in the lineup, and he got mad about that.

Here we go again.

 

Today’s game wasn’t nearly as rowdy as last-night’s affair. D.K. was on the hill for us against Kevin Foster.

They got three in the fourth on a homer by Shawon Dunston. It was one of only a few bad pitches Darryl made. In the meantime, Foster was cutting through our lineup like a barber, striking out batters right and left.

We finally got to him in the seventh inning. Four hits brought two runs home, and left runners at first and third with one out. I called Biggio up to hit for Bogar, and he struck out.

Eyebrows were raised when I let Kile hit for himself. He struck out too.

I let Kile hit because we had two more chances to tie the game, but we could not allow the Cubs to score again. With the state of our bullpen, I couldn’t see making a pitching change.

We threatened in the eighth, but did not score. Kile shut them down, and when we came up in the ninth it was still 3-2. Berry got an infield hit, and Biggio walked with one out.

I put Mouton in to run for Berry, and I brought Spiers up to hit for Kile. Billy got down in the count and then hit a dramatic home run to left-center. We were up 5-3, but I had no fresh pitchers, save Cabrera. José gave up a single and then got an out. The Cubs pinch-hit with Dave Clark. I took a chance that Magnante had two more outs left in him.

He did, and we won to get back to .500.

NL Central
Tm W L W-L% GB RS RA pythW-L%
PIT 47 45 .511 383 423 .455
HOU 47 47 .500 1.0 414 398 .518

It turned out to be a pretty good trip: four wins and two losses.

 

When I got back to the clubhouse, I learned that Loel Passe had died. Loel was the first announcer for the Astros. He was a homespun Alabaman with more local color than a bag of jellybeans.

 

“The three-two pitch. Swung on and missed! He breezed him one more time. Now you chunkin’ in there, Larry boy! Hot ziggedy dog, an’ sassafras tea! The Astros still lead 2-1.”

Loel was the ultimate home-team broadcaster, and Houston fans will never forget his unique style. I know he would have liked this series with the Cubs; he would be hootin’ and hollerin’ all the way home, like this:

 

The trip home was spirited, as you might imagine. I talked with Gerry about Irene and Judy, and a lot of things outside of baseball.

When I got home, Judy wasn’t there; she and Ryan were delayed on their trip back from California. I noticed that the dogs had torn the upholstery off a chair in my office, and they had uprooted several plants in the back yard.

If we had lost in Chicago, the pups may have had hell to pay. As it was, I just laughed.

Judy came in about half-an-hour behind me.

“Happy anniversary,” I said. “I didn’t get you a thing, not even a card.”

“That’s all right,” she said. “I didn’t get you anything, either. Maybe we can have a nice dinner when you get back.”

She knew we weren’t going to have any time on this homestand. We have a game tomorrow night, another on Thursday afternoon, and then it’s off to Montreal.

RMJ 149 July 14

MONDAY, JULY 14 ● Chicago, vs Cubs

My sleep was fitful, but when I finally arose, I had been down ten hours. I felt pretty good, and a look at the standings showed that we are still only a game out of first place, trailing a rag-tag team of Pirates rookies. I thought about the Bucs and smiled.

They can’t keep it up. They just can’t.

We must overcome the Pirates eventually; it’s the Cardinals and the Reds I’m worried about. The Cubs could get into it, too. Truth is, this division is up for grabs — and everyone seems clad in straitjackets.

Something has to give. Someone has to break loose.

Vern called after lunch and asked if I wanted to walk the five miles to the park.

“Sure,” I said. “What time are you leaving?”

“Two o’clock,” he said.

“I’ll meet you in the lobby.”

It started raining, so we took a cab.

We finished our pitcher interviews with Mike Hampton. He was great. Of course, it’s easier to be magnanimous after you have pitched a shutout.

But since I am new to this business, I am flattered by compliments.

Mike said that the talk we had with him in Philadelphia helped him get going again.  Admitting that he had lost confidence, and issuing a call for help, relieved a heavy burden.

“Once I admitted I couldn’t handle it by myself, and opened myself to your advice, I started getting better,” he said.  

I told him about his sharp tongue, and I asked him to take it easy on guys who were struggling. This seemed to hit a chord too. He seemed flattered by the suggestion that he could be a team leader.

 

The wind was blowing left-to-right at 17 MPH as we took the field. When I pitched here on a day like this, I would stay in the clubhouse during batting practice; I didn’t want to see the home runs pelting the bleachers and flying over them to the streets beyond. Shane didn’t use this tactic. In fact, he hit a few out himself.

His pitching was somewhat disappointing. He lacked the velocity to make his curve and splitter effective. But he battled like crazy, holding them scoreless for three innings as we built a two-run lead on a homer by Bagwell.

In the fourth, the Cubs chased Shane on a walk, a single, and two doubles. José Lima came in to pitch, and I double-switched to preserve our bullpen. The double-switch worked well, but Lima did not: he promptly gave up two singles and a double. By the time he got back to the dugout, it was 5-2 Cubs.

The second time Bagwell came up, Frank Castillo hit him with a pitch. Then he dusted Sean Berry. In the fifth, with Biggio running on a hit-and-run, Castillo threw one right as Ausmus’ head. Ausmus ducked, but Biggio was thrown out.

[Castillo] was more willing to hit our batters than to give them pitches to hit. I thought it would be a good idea to let him see this approach from the batter’s perspective.

When Bidge got back to the dugout, he started screaming at Castillo. I didn’t think he was trying to hit our batters; I think he was trying to come inside, and with the wind blowing out, he was afraid to miss out over the plate.

He was more willing to hit our batters than to give them pitches to hit. I thought it would be a good idea to let him see this approach from the batter’s perspective.

Unfortunately, Lima didn’t pitch well enough to pull it off. When Castillo came up, there were men on first and third, and you can’t have runners on the corners, then throw at the next guy. So Lima struck him out. The next inning, he threw one pitch in front of Sammy Sosa’s belt buckle and one behind his head. Sosa started for the mound, but he restrained himself. Lima struck him out, and the battle-within-the-war was over. 

Little did we know what a war it would be.

They got a run in the fifth, and we got it back on a homer by Sean Berry in the sixth.

In the seventh, I was thinking about hitting for Ausmus with the bases loaded, but I decided not to. It was the best move I’ve never made: Ausmus connected for a grand slam.  

We now had a 7-6 lead, and there was tumult in our dugout. Lima didn’t pitch well, but he did defend our honor. Ausmus paid him back with the home run. If we could hold the lead, Lima would get the win.

Blas Minor came in a gave up a run in the seventh. He did not pitch poorly, but he had rotten luck: a couple of bleeders and a blooper. I double-switched, with Mike Magnante pitching and Spiers taking over at third. Mike got out of the inning with a tie.

When I put Spiers into the game, I knew he would bat second in the eighth inning. His elbow was sore, and he couldn’t swing, but he could throw.

“When you come up,” I said, “just bunt.”

“I know,” he said. “I already thought of that.”      

Well, he came up with one out, and it looked like he was trying to get a walk. The count went to 2-2, and he swung. I guess it didn’t hurt too much, because he hit it right on the screws, sending a hot line drive into the right-field corner for a double.

But we didn’t score, and neither did they.

In the ninth, Howard hit for Magnante and lined into a double play with runners at first and third. I thought that might be the ballgame, as I did not want to use Wagner in a tie game.  But Tom Martin held the line.

It was still tied when I hit for Martin in the twelfth. Spiers came up swinging again; it is amazing what a little adrenaline will do.

We did not score, and now I had to bring in Wagner. Springer was our only other relief pitcher, and he pitched two innings yesterday, coming off a disabling back injury. We simply could not use him.

Wagner had problems at Wrigley last time. This time, he walked Mark Grace for openers. When Gutierrez made an error, I figured we were cooked. Wagner was pretty wild, and he didn’t seem to be throwing as hard as usual.

Rey Sanchez came in to run for Grace. If we survived, they would be without their best hitter. Jim Riggleman called for a bunt, and Bagwell made one of the best plays I have ever seen.

He charged in, dove for the short popup, and caught it as he landed on the third-base line. He immediately bounced up and threw to second for a double play. Then he bent over, and I thought, Oh, no! he’s hurt. Dave Labossiere went out to check on him. Luckily, he had just knocked the wind out of himself.

Wagner got the last out, and we moved on.

The 13th inning was uneventful, and we failed to score in the 14th.                         

Now I had to decide if I would use Wagner for a third inning. If I did, I couldn’t use him for two more days. I sent him back out there, and the Cubs got runners on first and second with one out. Sanchez broke from second while Wagner was looking in for a sign. Billy had the presence of mind to step off and throw to third for the second out. Then he got the third.

Biggio catching, 1989

Tony Eusebio hit for Wagner in the 15th, and I had a decision to make. Biggio’s legs were cramping, and if I didn’t leave Tony in the game and Brad got hurt, I would have no catcher except Bidge. If I put Tony behind the plate, I could use Brad at third and move Billy to second.

“Tell me the truth, Bidge,” I said. “If you are hurting, I have to leave Tony in the game. If he doesn’t stay in, you might have to catch.

“I’ll catch,” he said.

Tony grounded out, then Spiers lined to left as Glanville tried to make a diving catch. It was another mental mistake by the Cubs, and we made them pay again. Spiers went all the way to third, and Ricky sliced a grounder through a drawn in-infield and we had an 8-7 lead.

Biggio tapped weakly to third, and Kevin Orie tried for the force and threw the ball away. Gutierrez moved up to third.

This is where it really got crazy:

Ausmus hit a sinking fly ball to center. Brian McRae seemed to short-hop the ball, and Ricky tagged up and scored. Biggio rounded second and saw third base uncovered, so he kept coming as Sanchez raced for the bag. The throw from Scott Servais was high, and Bidge slid in under the tag.

Third-base umpire Gerry Crawford was in the outfield calling the fly ball, and Larry Vanover, the second-base umpire, had inside position. He raced to third behind Bidge. but was still thirty feet behind the play.

He called Bidge out, and Cubby and Bidge both protested. I came running out of the dugout and told Vanover that he was in no position to make the call.

“I know,” he said. “But I called it the best I could.”

“Ask for help,” I said. “Eddie had a better angle.”

“I called it, and it stands,” he told me.

I went to Ed Montague and asked him to help.

“I had the play at the plate,” he said. “I didn’t see it.”

I went back to the dugout, thinking we had two runs in and a runner on first. Then I saw the Cubs leaving the field.

I went back out to and learned that Gerry Crawford had ruled a catch on Ausmus’ fly ball.

Gerry Crawford

“What the hell is going on out here?” I asked. When I found out, I ran over to Crawford.

“How can you call that play?” I asked. “You’re the third-base umpire.”

“Larry had inside position,” he said. “I got out there and called it the way I saw it.”

I made sure we still had two runs, and went back to the dugout, hoping that Springer could hold the lead without hurting himself. He did, and we won the war.

It took 5 hours and 19 minutes.

 

When I got back to the locker room, it was 12:30. The first guy I saw was Tim Bogar.

“They missed everything,” he said. “McRae didn’t catch the ball. Biggio was safe at third. And Ricky didn’t tag up. They missed all three calls. The only one they got right, got overruled.”

“What do you mean?” I asked. “What got overruled?”

“Montague was running down the line, and he called Bidge safe,” Bogey said. “Then Vanover called him out. Eddie turned back to home plate.”

“Unbelievable,” I said. “He told me he didn’t see the play.”

“He saw it, all right,” Bogey said.    

I was able to smile — only because we won. With a day game tomorrow, we had little time to celebrate. It was hard to even fault the umpires. Five hours in a pressure cooker is way too much.

 

Gerry came in after the reporters left, and he asked if we needed bullpen help for tomorrow’s game. I called Vern in, and he said we could use the help, even though Kile was pitching.

“I guess we could call Cabrera up and get him here tomorrow,” he said. This would entail cutting Minor tonight — or this morning, to be more accurate. “Let’s do it after we get back to the hotel,” Gerry said.

When we got back, Gerry called Matt in Louisville. The team was not at the hotel he had listed, so he called Jim Duquette, our farm director.

“Sorry to wake you up,” he said. “But we went 15 innings and we need to call up Cabrera for tomorrow’s — I mean, today’s — game.”

He got the number and called Matt.

“Sorry to wake you up, but we need Cabrera,” he said.

“I know,” Matt said. “I was watching the game.”

Arrangements were made, and Gerry called Blas.

This was really going to be tough. Blas had been unlucky in the game. He had not pitched poorly. When he got the news at 2:15 a.m., he was stunned.

Who could blame him? This guy has been up-and-down between AAA and the big leagues for the last three years.

 
Year Age Tm Lg W L ERA G GS GF CG SHO SV IP H R ER HR BB IBB SO
1997 31 HOU NL 1 0 4.50 11 0 5 0 0 1 12.0 13 7 6 1 5 0 6
6 Yr 6 Yr 6 Yr 6 Yr 13 10 4.40 157 0 45 0 0 5 225.0 231 115 110 29 70 8 184

We tried to offer encouragement to work hard and come back up later in the season, but our words were hollow. When Gerry asked him what he planned to do as far as reporting, Blas said he didn’t know.

“I’m not sure,” he said. “I don’t even know if I am going to report.”

I imagine he will get to New Orleans eventually. But maybe he won’t. If this is the end of his career, it is a sad denouement to an inspiring story. I like Blas a lot. 

“You are a real pro, Blas,” I said. “I wish I could be sending someone else out, but I can’t. This isn’t fair. It’s baseball.”

RMJ 148 July 13

Top 5 Plays 
Inn Score Out RoB Pit(cnt) R/O @Bat Batter Pitcher Play Description
t6 0-2 1 1-3 1,(0-0) X RR HOU Luis Gonzalez Jon Lieber Double to CF (Line Drive); Biggio Scores; Howard Scores
b6 2-3 1 -2- 5,(1-2) ..FFBFX R PIT Jose Guillen Russ Springer Single to RF (Ground Ball thru 2B-1B); Osik Scores; Guillen to 2B
b6 3-3 1 -2- 4,(1-2) BSCX R PIT Kevin Polcovich Russ Springer Ground-rule Double (Fly Ball to Deep LF-CF); Guillen Scores
t6 2-2 2 123 4,(1-2) CBFB R HOU Brad Ausmus Clint Sodowsky Wild Pitch; Gonzalez Scores; Bell to 3B; Gutierrez to 2B
b5 0-0 1 -2- 3,(1-1) BC.X R PIT Jon Lieber Ramon Garcia Double to RF (Fly Ball to Short CF-RF); Polcovich Scores
SUNDAY, JULY 13 ● Pittsburgh, vs Pirates

Seven hours of sleep again. Enough, but not really enough after a tough loss. I haven’t been feeling too good the last few days. I don’t know if it’s a cold or allergies.

A win would be the best medication.

           

Sadly, we played like I feared we might. Not bad, but not good enough to beat an inspired young team.

Ramón Garcia pitched well, but misplays by Bell and Berry cost him two early runs. We took a 3-2 lead in the sixth on a two-run double by Gonzo and a wild pitch.

In the bottom of the sixth, Keith Osik doubled with one out.  We had Russ Springer warming up, because Chief had thrown almost 100 pitches and it was a hot, humid day.

I brought Russ in with Billy Spiers in a double-switch. Russ got ahead of Jose Guillén and threw him a good fastball inside. Guillen swung and hit a jam-shot on the ground, to the right side of the infield. Biggio was shaded up the middle, and he just couldn’t quite get to it; Osik scored as the ball trickled into right field.

Kevin Polcovich followed with an amazing hit: a double into left-center on a 94 MPH fastball about shoulder-high.

This guy wouldn’t even be in the big leagues with most teams, but on this team, he is destiny’s darling. The best hitters in the league couldn’t hit the pitch he hit; they wouldn’t even swing at it. But you have to give the kid credit: he hit it hard.

 After that, the Pirates slammed the door. They added one last run in the eighth on a double by Tony Womack.

 

The clubhouse was a morgue. Guys were sitting around in stunned disbelief. They hardly touched the postgame meal. We were right back where we started: two games under, in second place.

Gerry came by afterward and said he had talked to Matt Galante.

“Matt says he knows how you feel. There’s nobody in the bullpen you really trust except Wagner.

“He suggested we make a double move: We send Hudek down now when Shane comes back off the disabled list, then we bring José Cabrera up and send Minor down after we get back home. He said Cabrera is throwing real well, about 92-93 MPH, with a good changeup and a slider.”

“That’s fine with me,” I said. “I wouldn’t mind having someone different to go to. This will also send a message that we aren’t going to stand pat and wait for improvement.”

We limped solemnly to the bus, heading for Chicago, where I will attempt to sleep it off.  

At least we have a night game tomorrow. We need some time to recover from the last two days.

 

“Do you want to get some dinner in Chicago?” Gerry asked as we taxied down the runway. “Because I don’t want to eat on the plane if we’re going to eat when we get there.”

“Let’s do it,” I said. “Maybe a good meal will make us feel better.”

We invited all of the coaches, and we asked that they wait for us in the lobby while we broke the news to Hudek. It turned out to be a long wait; John wasn’t really surprised, but he wanted to talk about his pitching and his future.

Vern was with us, and between Vern and Hudie, we had a dual filibuster. Gerry and I talked a lot, too. It’s important that we give a guy like Hudie the encouragement he needs, because we may need him later.

Hudek’s discourse was disjointed. You could almost see the root of his problem in his description of it. He continued to talk in circles, not making much sense.

It is difficult to pitch without a plan, and John is clearly without a plan these days. His fastball is still above average — 91-95 MPH — but it doesn’t seem to have the riding movement it once had. With another pitch, he could be effective. But his other pitches aren’t that good.

We encouraged him to work on his changeup, more than his slider. I believe the changeup is the key to his return to form, but he seems to favor the slider. We agreed that he would throw at least one change or slider to each hitter he faces, using the change mostly on lefties and the slider on righties.

The other coaches were dutifully waiting when we finally got down to the lobby at 9:00. We went to Harry Caray’s because we knew we could get seated, and the meal was delicious.

I think the guys appreciate getting the royal treatment from the GM. We had a few laughs and talked a lot of baseball.

As usual, the conversation was centered on what we could do to get Derek Bell going again.

“The thing that makes it tough is that he’s not in shape,” I said. “If we could shut him down three or four days a week and really make him work out, he might start to improve. But if we still want to trade him, we have to play him. Maybe we’ll get lucky and he’ll have a good series or two.”

“The Yankees need an outfielder,” Cubby said. “They aren’t worried about taking on salary over there.”

Bob Watson, 1996 World Series

“Don’t be so sure,” Gerry said. “I talked to Bull [Bob Watson, the Yankees’ GM] the other day, and he was interested. But he said we would have to take Kenny Rogers in return. They don’t want to take on any more salary than they give up.”  

This might have been a possibility, if we needed Kenny Rogers. Kenny has been a fine pitcher at times; he even pitched a perfect game for the Rangers. Recently, however, he has not performed well. Getting out of New York might help him. But then again, it might not. And we really don’t have a problem with our rotation.

We could use a veteran reliever, but Kenny is strictly a starter, and he makes more — not less — than Derek.

 

O sleep, sweet sleep! Deliver me unto a fresh awakening.

RMJ 147 July 12

SATURDAY, JULY 12 ● Pittsburgh, vs Pirates

Another early wake-up. I know I don’t have to do these things, but I can’t resist. It’s not that I love golf so much as I enjoy the company of old ballplayers.

Yesterday was my generation; today we skipped back a decade.

Dick Groat

Bill Virdon set it up. His roommate with the Pirates, Dick Groat, owns a golf course about an hour out of Pittsburgh, just down the road from Latrobe — the home of golf legend Arnold Palmer. Bill Mazeroski was coming over to meet us for lunch.

I played against Virdon, Groat, and Maz at the beginning of my career. It would be great to see them.

Ash and Vern came along, and when we arrived and saw a parking lot full of cars and a tee box full of golf carts, we groaned. Bill had told Groat that we were coming, but he didn’t make a tee time.

As it turned out, we got the special treatment: Groat ran us right up to the head of the line, and we teed off into a sea of golf enthusiasts.

The play was slow and ugly; we hit the tree-lined rough more often than we hit the fairway. The going was slow, as we were not the only ones who couldn’t stay in the narrow fairways.

After nine, we decided to have lunch.

Groat gave us the tour. He has a bed-and-breakfast on site, and each room is named and decorated after one of the Pirates. We saw the Mazeroski Room, the Virdon Room, the Bob Skinner and Elroy Face Rooms.

There were a lot of photos of Forbes Field. I played against the Pirates there, and I also knew the history of the park from my broadcasting days. We talked a lot about what it was like playing there.

Mantle homers at Forbes Field, 1960 World Series

Bill described a home run that Mantle hit over his head and over the centerfield fence in the 1960 World Series:

“It was still fifty feet high when it cleared the 453-foot sign, and it wasn’t coming down yet. It was the longest home run I ever saw there. I turned and took about three steps, and then I just watched it fly.”

I recounted the story of Babe Ruth’s last home run — the first ever hit over the roof in right field.

Bill Mazeroski

One story led to another, and I was glad I made the effort, despite the crowded scene on the course.

When we got to the lunchroom, Maz was there. He was a little bigger than I remember him. Of course, he was always pretty big.

I remember Pete Rose saying that he couldn’t break up a double play on Maz, because Maz wouldn’t jump.

“He just stood there,” Rose said. “It was like sliding into a tree stump.”

 

The conversation turned to the dilution of talent in the major leagues.

Groat, Virdon, and Maz were pretty critical of the modern player. Ash stood up for today’s players.

“Don’t you think these guys can hit it farther, with all the weight training and everything?” he asked.

The response was that yes, these guys hit the ball a long way, but they don’t know how to play the game. If the old-time players had a chance to hit against the weak pitching of this era, they would have hit colossal home runs themselves.

Ash talked about the increase in population, and the addition of so many Latin-American players. Groat countered with the notion that almost every great athlete tried to play pro baseball back then; the game didn’t have so much competition from the other sports. Each team had more players in the farm system. With no multiyear contracts, there was constant competition. If you went into a long slump, there was always a good player in the minors, waiting to take your job.

I didn’t voice my opinion, because I have learned that most players are intractable in their own.

I believe that the great players of the past would be great in today’s game as well.

Most of the time, players romanticize their own era; it’s only natural. But I’m not sure my era was the best; I don’t know which era was the best. But I believe that the great players of the past would be great in today’s game as well.

In baseball, so much of the game is hand speed and hand/eye coordination; sheer strength and raw speed are less important than in other sports. I believe this would be true in golf and tennis as well, but not in football and basketball.

That’s just one man’s opinion, but I withheld it this day in favor of listening to the others talk.

 

With the two wins over the Bucs, we were now a game ahead of them. To stay ahead, we would have to beat Francisco Cordova, who pitched a two-hit shutout against us in the Dome.

Cordova was masterful in that game. He turned out to be just a little better in this one.

Chris Holt matched him zero-for-zero, but Cordova didn’t allow any hits! With two outs in the bottom of the eighth, Chris Holt made an error on a chopper up the first-base line. I brought Wagner in to face Tony Womack, and the game went to the ninth still scoreless.

About this time, I started thinking that we were going to win.

It was clearly the most emotional game of the year.

If he pitches a no-hitter against us and we still win, I thought, it will be a springboard. We’ll probably win tomorrow, and we might get a winning streak going.

I sensed that this would be a pivotal game, and I really thought we might win it.  I know one thing: it was clearly the most emotional game of the year.

 

We failed to get a hit in the ninth, and Wagner held the line. In the tenth, Ricardo Rincón came in throwing bullets; we failed again. 

I had pinch-hit for Wagner, so I had to bring a new pitcher into the game. But no one has really been distinguishing himself out there lately.

I went with Hudek, because of the experience factor. As it turned out, he pitched like an inexperienced rookie: he overthrew and was wild. He walked two batters and got two out. When the Pirates pinch-hit with Mark Smith, I went to the mound.

Mark Smith

“Just settle down,” I said. “Nobody is going to die out here tonight. Take a deep breath, let your body relax, and go get him. You have the stuff. This guy is not that good of a hitter.”

I turned to Brad. “Do we know how we want to pitch him?” I asked.

“In,” Brad said. “Fastballs in and breaking balls off the plate.”

That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.

“All right, let’s go. Get him out, and we’ll score. You’re going to be the winning pitcher in this game.”

Hudek threw a fastball in for strike one. Brad called for another one. Hudie threw it right out over the plate, and Smith crushed it. It was a three-run game-winning homer, and it brought 44,000 fans to their feet in mass hysteria.

Those who came for the post-game fireworks show got a special treat: a ten-inning combined no-hitter.

I didn’t see the home run clear the fence; I was really pissed.

It wasn’t so much that we had a no-hitter pitched against us, and it wasn’t so much that we lost the game. The focus of my ire was Hudek.

The two guys he walked couldn’t hit the ball out of the park if their lives depended upon it. You have to make weak hitters hit the ball. You just cannot walk them.

 

I was a little short with the writers.

“What do you want me to say?” I said. “We only hit one ball hard all night. The kid pitched a great game. Young made a nice play on Bogar, but other than that, there was nothing that resembled a hit.      

“Go ask the guys out there,” I said, motioning to the locker room. “They had a better view of it than I did.”

I wasn’t hungry. Couldn’t eat a thing, even though I knew I hadn’t had much to eat all day. I paced around the locker room like a caged animal.

It wasn’t so much that we lost the game, but that we lost the opportunity to find the spark I’ve been looking for all year.

Winning a game like this, where you are overpowered throughout, would have been a spark. Now we have to come back out here in a few hours and climb out of an emotional hole, while the Pirates will be supercharged.

I saw Biggio, Spiers, Berry and a few others huddled in the far corner of the room. “C’mon,” I said. “We can’t let this affect tomorrow. We gotta get back up and go. It’s a gut check. We’re going to have to kick ourselves.”

I got a look of disinterested disgust form Bidge. That’s all right; I could have been looking in the mirror, because that’s exactly the way I felt. I’m not worried about him getting “up” for the game tomorrow. He’ll be fired up, as usual. I’m more worried about what this will do for the Pirates than what it will do to us.

 

Gerry came in about half-an-hour after the game.

“I know you have confidence in Hudek, but I’m tired of looking at him,” he said. “Maybe we should send him down instead of Minor.”

“I can’t argue that, Gerry,” I said. “He’s been horseshit. No doubt about it.”

“Well, we don’t have to decide that tonight,” he said. “Let’s sleep on it. I don’t want to make an emotional decision.”

Gerry is pretty good at containing himself. He’s impulsive by nature, but he knows when to think twice.

I just kept talking about the emotional opportunity we lost.

“I just felt we were going to win that game somehow,” I said, “even after Wagner was out and Hudek was in. I thought we would win it, and that it could start us off on a good winning streak. Now we’re going to have to play our asses off to win tomorrow.”

 

It didn’t make me feel any better to sit on the bus in traffic for half an hour, trying to go two miles. I should have walked; Three Rivers Stadium doesn’t empty well. The rivers and bridges make for bottlenecks in every direction.

I was still out of sorts when we got to the hotel. Giusti was waiting for his old manager, Virdon. Bill went in and said, “C’mon.”

I said, “I’ll be down in a few minutes,” not knowing if I would.

When I got to the room, I packed for getaway in the morning, and I decided to join the boys in the bar. I’m glad I did. We told a few stories, shared a few laughs.

Giusti was always one of my favorites, and I couldn’t help but think about how he would be a good coach. He has a college education (Syracuse) and a great personality.

RMJ 146 July 11

FRIDAY, JULY 11 ● Pittsburgh, vs Pirates

As usual, I had trouble getting to sleep after the game. It’s not that I am reviewing tapes, or planning an attack for the next day; it’s just that I’m all wound up, and I am not sleepy.

I suppose I had slept about five hours when the telephone rang. In 15 minutes, I was down on the street with a cup of coffee and a bran muffin, ready to go – well, sort of.

Our tee time was 7:45 — an uncivilized hour for activity, in my opinion. But I really wanted to visit with these guys, and I still had to get to the park early for player interviews.

 

The visit was nice. The golf cost me $20, which Blass and Giusti promptly applied to lunch. As the food went down, the old stories came out. During these BS sessions, it’s fun telling stories about your teammates.

As usual, a few Doug Rader stories were told: hijacking a cab. Prowling naked through the halls of a hotel. Hitting golf balls in the locker room. Pooping on Joe Pepitone’s birthday cake.

The “naked” theme came up more than once.

Blass mentioned that he and a few teammates swam naked in the Tyler-Davidson fountain at Fountain Square in Cincinnati.

I remembered the Astros Olympics at the Marriott Hotel in Atlanta. This hotel was built so that half of the rooms faced inward, toward the pool. The naked relays started about 2:30 in the morning. For that reason, I guess, we were not apprehended. Luckily, the dark, empty hours of the morning cloaked the Pirates at Fountain Square as well.

Recalling these racy days led to a discussion of odd characters in the game. Seems like we had a lot of zany guys; the Bucs did too.

Where have the wacko ballplayers gone? Perhaps they are hiding behind the conduct clauses of their lucrative multiyear contracts; I surely wouldn’t blame them. Who knows? They may be doing the same things we did, and we don’t know it because now we are the old codgers who sleep during the dark, dashing hours of the morning.

 

I called my Mom when we got back, to check on her and to give Judy the news about Irene Hunsicker. Judy wasn’t there, but I had a nice talk with Mom, and I left Irene’s number with her.

Mom was cheerful. She talked about going on a cruise with the whole family during the Christmas holidays. She said that the kids were out back romping between the hot tub and the pool.

“Have you been swimming?” I asked.

“No, I just haven’t been able to since Dad … ”

She started to cry again; I was perplexed. How could the pool set her off? She was the swimmer; he hardly ever swam, as far as I remember. I felt like she was strong enough, so I pursued the question.

“How come it upsets you so much to think about the pool?”

“I don’t know, Larry,” she said. “I think it’s this mental picture I have of working with him to rehab after his stroke and his hip surgery. I used to hold his hand, and we would go through the routines. I just keep thinking about … ”

Now I understand: the old coach was out there with her pupil. There is a bond that develops in this relationship that may be a little different than the bond between husband and wife.

I can see them now, holding hands and dancing in the pool.

I started to break down, but I managed to change the subject. She collected herself rather quickly, which is a good sign. It seems like the mourning process is working its way from the inside out.

Even though Mom and Dad spent more than fifty years together, I am mildly surprised Mom’s grief has been so profound.

She was the coach. A strong, authoritative figure. She was the figurehead of the good ship Dierker. I thought she would plow through the bounding main of sorrow without going off course. I believe she is still on course, but this storm has her wavering.

I am told that she grieved when I left home to play pro baseball at age 17. By the time I got back, she was fine.

The depth of her feelings is comforting to me, in an odd way. I think it is because she seems soft and vulnerable. She has always seemed so tough — almost too tough for a mom. Now I know that her strength has its limits, and for some reason, this is comforting. Maybe it’s because it makes her seem more human.

And, perhaps, easier to live up to.

 

Vern called and we headed for the ballpark at 2:00. When we arrived, a few pitchers were already there, and we continued the meetings.

It’s funny how these things go. Vern did not read my reviews. As I talked to each pitcher, I asked for a response. Vern added his garrulous two cents here and there.

The pitchers were true to their own personalities.

John Hudek and José Lima spewed like broken hydrants. Chris Holt and Russ Springer were talkative. Darryl was enigmatic in the strong, silent mode of the hero.

What a difference a few months have made in him! No more word games, no testing or teasing; just good, solid work. Who would have thunk it?

 

And who would have thunk we would score ten more runs tonight, with Bagwell in a minislump? Derek Bell had three hits, including a double and a home run. Sean Berry had a good day as well.

Mike Hampton had the best day: he pitched a five-hit shutout.

 
Pitching IP H R ER BB SO HR ERA
Mike Hampton, W (5-7) 9 5 0 0 1 4 0 4.79
Team Totals 9 5 0 0 1 4 0 0.00

One thing I missed was that Biggio was exhausted. Dave Labossiere told me it would be a good idea to give him the rest of the day off after we hit in the seventh, but he was already on his way to the field. I saw him jogging out to his position, with infield dirt caking his uniform. I thought about calling him back, and then then thought better. He would take it as an insult, and I wouldn’t blame him. I should have snapped to it earlier.

When he came back in, I told him he was finished. Ricky Gutierrez hit in his place, and singled home our tenth run. This seemed to please Bidge a lot. He’s pretty selfish in terms of his playing time, but he’s genuinely happy when his teammates do well.

 

In the first two road games with our division rivals, we have done really well, winning by a combined 17-0. After the game, I told the writers we were working on our run differential. They started writing it down, so I had to laugh to let them know I was kidding. It’s easy to be giddy after games like this one.

RMJ 145 July 10

THURSDAY, JULY 10 ● Pittsburgh, vs Pirates

I had to rest up from my vacation, and I did a pretty good job of it. No drinks, ten hours of sleep.

 

When I got to the ballpark, I told The Perfessor that I wanted him to join me during the pitcher conferences. Being a college man, he couldn’t wait. We knocked out three or four of them early, but then we had extra hitting and we never got back to it.  

 

Gerry came by and we talked about the player move we would make when Shane Reynolds is activated on Monday.

Blas Minor is the odd-man-out. He really hasn’t pitched poorly, but his stuff is marginal. He doesn’t throw hard enough to afford many mistakes.

At times, he has an excellent split-finger pitch. And when he has it, he’s tough at any level. He had it most of the time at New Orleans.

Since he’s been here, his work has been sporadic, and he really hasn’t had good command of any of his pitches. Still, he got a big save for us in Chicago, and it really doesn’t seem fair to demote him. But fair is not a part of our vocabulary in the big leagues; we have to put our best team on the field every day.

As some great coach once said, “Winning isn’t the most important thing. It’s the only thing.”

 

Fortunately we got back into the swing of things immediately.

Darryl Kile started for us, and he unleashed his All-Star Game frustration on the Pirates.  

He already had the lead when he took the mound, thanks to a double by his All-Star teammate, Craig Biggio. That’s all the support he would need, but he got a lot more: Biggio, Gonzalez, and Bell went off, and we scored seven runs. Kile finished with a six-hit shutout.  

The win brought us to within one game of the .500 mark, and into a tie with the Pirates for first place.

Jason Kendall

If we have to worry about the Pirates in the second half, we’re in trouble. They are a scrappy, confident team, but they just don’t seem to have enough talent to hang in there for 60 more games.

I would rate their catcher, Jason Kendall, about even with Brad. We have the advantage at every other position. Their pitching staff has been effective, but I don’t think it is any better than ours. They hit the skids a couple of weeks ago but regrouped nicely, sweeping the White Sox and the Cardinals. Perhaps this win will turn them back around.

 

Pirates announcer Steve Blass invited me to play golf tomorrow. My old teammate with the Astros, Dave Giusti, is going to join us, and Cubby will round out the foursome.

Dave Giusti

Giusti had his glory years as the closer for the Pirates of the 1970s. He is a terrific athlete and a bright guy.

I still remember one story he told me about his Little League days in Syracuse.

“I was about 5”9” my last year,” he said. “I was already shaving, and I weighed about 170 pounds; no fat. Almost every time they pitched to me, I hit a home run. By the end of the year, they weren’t pitching to me at all.”

That story reminded me about the legend of Rusty Staub. Rusty, Dave, and I were prime prospects in the late Sixties. Rusty was from Jesuit High School in New Orleans.

The story is that Rusty hit .300 his last year in high school — on home runs alone.

RMJ 144 July 9

WEDNESDAY, JULY 9 ● Houston ● All-Star break

This is the twenty-first anniversary of my no-hitter against the Expos. It’s hard to believe it has been that long ago. Seems like waiting to turn 21 took an eternity; these last 21 years have flown by like a Nolan Ryan fastball.

July 9, 1976
Inn Score Out RoB Pit(cnt) R/O @Bat Batter Pitcher wWPA wWE Play Description
Top of the 9th, Expos Batting, Behind 0-6, Astros’ Larry Dierker facing 1-2-3
t9 0-6 0 O MON Pepe Mangual Larry Dierker 0% 100% Strikeout
t9 0-6 1 O MON Jim Lyttle Larry Dierker 0% 100% Strikeout
t9 0-6 2 O MON Mike Jorgensen Larry Dierker 0% 100% Groundout: 1B unassisted
0 runs, 0 hits, 0 errors, 0 LOB. Expos 0, Astros 6.

Golf at Lochinvar was a treat. This is an exclusive club, and our foursome, Heine, Ruhle, Worrell, and me, was about the only group on the course. None of us played all that well, but it was a good time. Heine and Ruhle were especially impressed, as they have never played this immaculate track before.

I was a little concerned when they started changing into their spikes in the parking lot — this is a breach of decorum. Nobody was there to witness the crime, so I didn’t say anything. I’m not big on decorum anyway.

 

I got back home in time to play a little catch with Ryan. He’s throwing the ball well again, but he has lost some of his control with the long layoff.

I got a call from Gerry just before I left for the ballpark and our journey into the season’s second half. I was upbeat, talking about golf and the like. I told him I was ready to begin the evaluations and he just kept saying, “That’s nice. That’s good.”  I could tell something was wrong.

“Look,” he said. Our vacation didn’t go so well. Irene got in a boating accident, and she’s hurt pretty bad.”

Irene Hunsicker

“Oh no!” I said. “What happened?”

“Well, we were at the shore, and Kelly wanted to go on a waverunner. She couldn’t go by herself, because she’s not 18. I didn’t feel like going with her, so Irene went. I could kick myself.

“Anyway, Kelly wanted to do this doughnut maneuver, where you spin around in a 360. Irene was on the back, and when Kelly turned, Irene fell off and the damn thing came around and hit her on the head.”

I was speechless.

“She’s going to be all right, we think. Luckily, the doctor here is supposed to be good with head injuries, and he feels like she’ll be all right. But the next couple of days are critical. She has a lot of swelling, and a gash on her forehead. She’s also having bad headaches. They think there is internal bleeding and that the pressure is causing the headaches.

“She is coherent, and she seems to be getting better. But it’s scary. I’m going to stay here with her, and I’ll come to Pittsburgh when I know she’s all right.”

He gave me his phone number, and said he would stay in touch.

“How’s Kelly handling it?” I asked.

“She’s a funny kid,” he said. “I know it has to be killing her, but she doesn’t say much. I think she’ll be OK when she knows Irene will get better. Right now, it’s pretty tough for all of us.”

“Well, I hope everything goes well,” I said. “Sometimes things like this can bring a family together. When kids are that age, they think they’re invincible, and they don’t think they need their parents at all. This should help her understand her true feelings. Maybe it will be a good thing in the end.”

“Well, I hope so,” he said.

“I know Judy will want to send flowers,” I said.  “Do you have the address of the hospital?”  

“That’s not necessary,” said. “She should be home at the number I gave you by Thursday or Friday. Maybe Judy can call her then.”

 

With this wonderful news, I embarked on Phase Two of my adventure in managing. Somehow, the care-and-feeding of Derek Bell doesn’t seem so difficult anymore.

 

Before I resume the narrative of this odyssey through the National League, I will present my analysis of our players for the first half of the season. It will be interesting to see what develops as we go along.

Just as Darryl Kile has emerged from what seemed like a quicksand of doubt this spring, I imagine others will make these observations seem ludicrous in the end. If most of them emerge rather than submerge, we may just win this thing.

I suppose it’s my job to make that happen. But I certainly can’t take credit for what D.K. has done on his own. My best move with him was to keep sending him out there, hoping for improvement.

That’s the tricky thing about managing: you can’t really make the players play better, but you can screw them up.

I plan to present these evaluations to the players in the company of the hitting and fielding and pitching coaches, then get the hell out of the way.

I hope it works.

 

Darryl Kile Your work has been excellent in every way. Good level of conditioning. Good arm health. Best-ever control of fastball. This is the difference between being an All-Star or just another pitcher. I am especially proud of your response to the challenge of losing the arbitration case. At first, it seemed like this would be another obstacle in what has been a rocky road to success. Instead, it seems to have hardened you to the task.

Your fielding and hitting are areas for improvement.  Bunting has been pretty good. Could use some slash work.

You have been careless with runners a few times, but your routines are generally better (not throwing to first when a non-stealer is aboard) in base-stealing situations.

Great attitude late in the game. You want to finish, but accept being relieved. You have really done a lot of maturing this year.

For the second half, the important thing is to stay focused and protect your arm. Don’t throw too much on the side, or in the outfield.

It looks like you are heading for big-time innings this year: 250-plus. Save your arm strength for the game.

 

Shane Reynolds Good, professional work, as usual. You were right on target for another big year before the knee problem. This should be a learning experience.

Pitchers and players must be honest with coaches and trainers. No player is so good that he can play with a serious injury and outperform the substitute who would be pitching or playing instead. This is a macho thing, an ego thing.  In some ways, it can be a good thing, because a good player can play through minor injuries, and sometimes you don’t know “major” from “minor.”

In this case, I believe you knew before you told us, and you pitched two or three losing games. This does not help you as an athlete, and it clearly hurts the team. I would rather have a player that pushes himself too hard than one who doesn’t push hard enough.

Honesty is the best policy; tell the trainer exactly how you feel. Tell the manager the truth about how you feel in the late stages of the game. We know you are a great competitor, and a winner. We are not going to get down on you if you are hurt of if you run out of gas late in the game.

For the second half, I expect my ace back in August and September. Don’t rush it; get yourself ready for the stretch. I know you like to work out hard, but I would suggest that you reduce heavy activity the day before you pitch. Save as much strength as possible for the game.

 

Mike Hampton Slow start. A little stubborn in terms of communicating. We were not on the same page about how to throw the sinker, and how to use it in relation to your other pitches. Now you are back on track, but you cannot take anything for granted. The good feel comes and goes. Try to remember the feelings you have when you are “on.” Get some checkpoints, so you can get yourself back in a groove when your control falters.

I am proud of the way you came through your difficulties. You never quit on yourself, but you did internalize. It wasn’t until we talked in Philadelphia that you admitted that you did not feel confident on the mound. It was almost like it embarrassed you to say it. Ironically, saying it seemed to take the sting out of it.

Every pitcher has gone through slumps. Now you have some keys to get out of it sooner if it happens again. Don’t be afraid to admit your problems or your fears. Bring them out in the open, where we can help you conquer them.

Your pitches are nice and crisp now. You are doing a good job of holding runners. One thing to consider is how to get out of a jam like you had in the first inning against the Reds. Vern can only visit once; Brad might not want to visit when you need a break. Learn to recognize when you are on the ropes. Step back off the mound, evaluate the situation, and step back up with a fresh start.

My feeling is that you are a reactive athlete in an active athlete’s role. This will make the mental side of pitching more challenging — less natural than it is for a guy like Donne Wall, for example. This will always be the most difficult part of pitching for you. Understand it and work on it.

On the other side, the reactive side, you have room for improvement. Your fielding is excellent, though you need work on throws to the bases and poise on bunt plays. Your hitting can get to be an asset — especially with your speed on the bases. Take your hitting and bunting seriously. These skills can get you a few extra wins every year. 

You have a cocky way of carrying yourself. This is a good thing on a team. We need more guys that convey an attitude of defiance. I sense that you could be a better teammate, though, especially with the rookies and newcomers.

You have a quick wit, which is a great personality trait. But sometimes when the humor is biting, it can hurt someone’s feelings. I know you were sensitive when you weren’t going well; use your humor when the time is right. Try to have a more positive attitude with guys who are struggling. Build them up.

You are still one of the youngest players on the team. But you are also among the most intelligent and the most gifted. As such, you can be a leader in your own way. I’m not talking about cheerleading; I’m talking about helping us win by being a good teammate.

 

Chris Holt You have a good rookie season underway. It will be more difficult to close the deal than you might think. I’m not talking about the league catching up to you; I’m talking about maintaining confidence as you work your way through the inevitable problems that any rookie faces.

Your pitching has generally been good. You have shown command of all of your pitches. And you have not been intimidated by big-league hitters. In my estimation, your problems tend to be more physical than mental in nature.

Sometimes you look sluggish. Sometimes you get a little sloppy with your delivery. Sometimes you are slow to the plate with runners on base. All of these things can be improved with physical effort and concentration. Don’t expect too much too soon. Just be aware of your strengths and weaknesses.  Work on improving in both areas at the same time.

From a technical standpoint, you are good at jamming righthanded hitters and hitting them on the end of the bat with breaking balls away. You have less command vs. lefthanded hitters. The same spots work, but you have to get the sinker down consistently to lefties. And you need to make sure the inside fastball doesn’t drift back over the plate. Learning to use the slider up-and-in to lefties and to take a little speed off the sinker down-and-away will give you more variety.

You can improve all nonpitching aspects of your game, like hitting, bunting, and fielding. As a starting pitcher, you will get 75 or more at-bats per year. You will have four or five balls hit back at you each start. Improving hitting and fielding skills can mean two to four more wins each year.

Your strengths are sufficient to have a fine career. You have good, lively stuff and your body language is excellent. You don’t ever seem ruffled or scared. You are durable and can pitch deep into the game.

The one thing I would caution you against is taking success for granted. You must work at your trade all the time to keep others from going past you. Most of the work, in your case, is physical, I believe. It’s not that you don’t work as hard as the next guy; it’s just that your natural ability is endurance, not speed and strength. Endurance is more important for a starter, but you need some speed and strength too. This will be a good project for the winter.

As for now, please be honest with us about your arm. Shane may have cost us a couple of wins by trying to pitch with a bad knee. Honesty is the best policy when it comes to injuries, and also when it comes to how you feel late in the game. Nobody is going to doubt your courage if you are hurt or tired. We know you will give us all you’ve got.

 

Ramón Garcia It has been a pleasure to have you as a member of the Houston Astros. You have been a valuable member of our staff this year, starting and coming out of the bullpen. I believe that you will do better as a starter, and that is the way we want to use you in the second half of the season.

I have the feeling that you are a private man, and I don’t expect you to be the life of the party. But I do want you to share with me any feelings you may have: any problems, injuries, anything. I am here to help you, and Vern is here to help you. Please be honest with us at all times.

I believe you will be a successful starting pitcher in this league, but I expect that it may take you another year or two to reach your prime.

The main things you will need to improve on is your work against lefthanded hitters, and your defense against the running game. Sometimes you are too slow to the plate; sometimes you try to go too fast, and you don’t get your best action on the pitch. This will just take time, and I am encouraged by your progress.

Many lefthanded hitters are low-ball hitters. Your best stuff is down around the knees. To get the lefties out, you need to be able to come up-and-in with fastballs and sliders, and to use different speeds with your sinker away. Using the curve ball to get ahead of lefties is a good strategy. But when you get two strikes in the count, the curve should be in the dirt. If you want a slow pitch with two strikes in the count, try the changeup more often. 

These things will take time, but you can do them. You might be able to pitch up-and-in to righthanders with two strikes, too.

I know it is not easy for a man to be away from his family in a foreign country for so many months of the year. I hope that you feel the presence of God helping you with these things. You are a gentleman. You speak softly. You are very respectful. But you must also be a tough man to win games in this league.

I know you can do it. You are going to help us win our division this year. We are very happy to have you on our team.

           

José Lima You have done a good job for us this year, and I think you can get better. You have the instincts of a dog: you want to go for the throat and kill your enemy. Sometimes this is the best way to pitch. But sometimes it is better to be like a cat: to play with your victim. You know how a cat will slap and bite and toss a mouse around before finally killing it? This is the way we need to approach certain hitters in certain situations.

Sometimes the direct approach of the dog is best. Sometimes the way of the cat is better.  When you learn to pitch both ways, you will reach your potential.

One thing that makes it difficult for you to do this is your emotions. You have the heart of a warrior. But the pitcher is not only a warrior; he is the field general. He must be the brains of the team. This is where you can improve.

When things start to fall apart, step off and calm down. Use your head. Be smart. You already know your checkpoints: left shoulder, head, downward angle.  Low for outs, up-and-in for effect. Step off the mound, take a deep breath, and relax. Then think about what you want to do, and start over.

One area for improvement is in the use of your third pitch: the slider. You don’t want to get beat with this pitch, but you need to throw it enough to get command of location. Down-and-away from righthanders is obviously good.  Up-and-in on lefties is also a good location, and it helps set up the fastball low-and-away, and the changeup. Continue working on your slider.

Your attitude is great. You are open to advice, and always in a positive frame of mind. You are great with the fans, and also with your teammates. You add a lot of energy and life to our team, and we need that because some of our best players are quiet guys.

Your arm is healthy and strong.  Take care of it. Don’t throw too hard during batting practice. Work on your spins, but save your strength for the game. I really appreciate your willingness to pitch every day — even when you have worked a lot.  The ability to bounce back with your arm is a major asset. Protect it.

 

Russ Springer It has been a pleasure to have you on the club. Before you hurt your back, you were on your way to a great season. There is still time for you to have that breakthrough year.

In my opinion, you have the stuff of a closer. I am not going to ask you to do this, except when Billy is spent. But I think this is something you can shoot for as a realistic goal in terms of being the best you can be, and for making big money. Don’t be timid about it. Go for it.

From what I have seen, the only thing that is holding you back is the mistake pitch. You are not wild. And your stuff is well above average.  You don’t have to nibble, if you use all of your pitches. 

It is important, however, that all of your pitches are crisp. This type of consistency is delivery- related. If your arm isn’t tired and your delivery is sound, you can overmatch any hitter in this league.

Naturally, there are some guys you want to be careful with in some situations. But in general, you can keep the approach you have had in going after hitters aggressively.

Your fastball is excellent. Try to throw the cutter to the third-base corner and break it across for a strike, rather than starting at the middle and breaking it inside. Stay back on your breaking ball, and make sure it is down. Practice your split more, and use it more in the game. This can become your second-best pitch.

Your best pitch is the fastball. Don’t ever underestimate the value a good fastball — on or near the corner. 

One other area to work on is holding runners. You can try to improve on this, or you can use the Todd Worrell approach and just pitch for outs and trust yourself to get the next hitter or hitters out.

It would be a mistake to compromise your good stuff to prevent the stolen base. It may also be a mistake to try for the double-play grounder. You are a fly ball and strikeout pitcher. Your curve and split will be hit on the ground, but if you throw them well, you will get choppers, not double-play grounders. Get the outs one at a time; don’t worry about double plays.

Russ, I know you have never quite measured up to the expectations others have had for you. In this way, being a hard thrower can be a burden. Everyone expects you to be a star.

Well, this is the place and the time that it is finally going to come together. I believe in you. Vern is an excellent coach. And we don’t expect perfection; just a dedicated effort and steady improvement in the areas we have identified.

I hope you are happy here, and that you will be an important member of our bullpen for years to come.

 

Tom Martin Your work has been very good so far. It is a tremendous advantage for me to have you in the bullpen, because your stuff is good enough to get righthanded and lefthanded hitters. Your ability to hold runners is improving. Your attitude is good. You have a good presence on the mound.

The problems you have had are natural. Virtually every rookie has them. It all boils down to one thing: command. When you make your pitches, you get people out. When you get behind or throw a pitch down the middle, you get hurt. The only way to get better command is to pitch. You will get plenty of opportunities to work on your command.

Your fastball is almost always your best pitch. Continue to work on getting ahead in the count without throwing it over the middle of the plate.

Your curve and changeup are good pitches as well. I would favor tightening your curve to get better control of it. I have talked to Vern about this, and you may want to work on it with him.

Despite Kevin Seitzer’s home run, your changeup is a good pitch. The change he hit was a good pitch. Don’t be afraid to use it just because one guy got a winning hit off you.

Your attitude and work habits have been great. All you need to do to have a good big-league career is to keep charging forward. Don’t let minor setbacks make you defensive. Stay aggressive. Don’t give the hitters too much credit.  You have what it takes to beat them. 

 

Billy Wagner You have had a good first half. Your work habits and your attitude have been excellent. You have the perfect mentality for a closer, and you will get plenty of chances to close.

One thing we have to be careful about is overuse. Please be honest with Vern and me. We want to win this year, but we want to win next year and the year after too. Don’t pitch with a sore arm — period.

You should get better as your career moves along, simply because you will learn to repeat your delivery, and this will give you better control. Right now, you don’t need pinpoint control, but you can still work on hitting corners when the situation is right. 

You can continue to work on your breaking ball and changeup as well. I know you don’t want to get beat with your second or third pitch, but there will come a day when you need these pitches and the only way to get command of them is to throw them in the game.

One of the things you need to do on your own is come up with a way of getting “close to ready” without extending yourself fully. If we get the double play and you don’t have to pitch, I want you at full strength the next day. Work with Vern and Alan on this. I know there have been times when you have been fully warmed up, and we have not brought you into the game. We want to avoid this if at all possible.

You are going to save a lot of games and make a lot of money. Don’t let yourself get swayed by the notoriety you are receiving. Enjoy it, but don’t be fooled by it. There is always someone out there ready to knock you off your high horse. Keep working hard and getting smarter.

 

John Hudek I know it has been a struggle for you to find yourself on this team. You want to close, but Billy has had more chances. You got frustrated and started overthrowing, and you had a setback. To your credit, you did not let this beat you. You came back, and now you are ready to help us win our division.

As I have told you many times, I have confidence in you. I believe you can still close games, and I will give you that opportunity if Billy is not available. You are an important member of our bullpen, and I don’t think we can win this division without a strong second-half performance from John Hudek.

For me, the key to your effectiveness is the location and movement of your fastball. I believe the key to location is concentration and relaxation. When you try to throw harder-than-hard, your location suffers and you don’t gain any speed.

The movement of your fastball is in the wrist. Keep it loose, so it can flip the ball in there. When you have good wrist action, your ball rides. When it rides, and you move it in and out, you can get hitters out easily.

I believe that your changeup will become your second-best pitch. Your arm slot is perfect for a good change, but it may take you a year or two to perfect the pitch. Keep throwing it — especially to lefties. The riding-fastball/changeup combination can be devastating.

The slider is a good ground-ball pitch, but it may be difficult for you to throw with your natural arm angle. The cutter is probably a better option — especially to lefthanders. Don’t be afraid to throw it for the third-base corner and let it work across the plate for a strike. This way, they will jam themselves. If you work it from the middle across, it will usually be a ball, and they won’t swing at it.

Don’t pitch for the double play. You are a strikeout and fly-ball pitcher. Get the outs one at a time. If you happen to get a double play, great. But don’t go away from your best stuff to get a grounder.

Try to accept your role — whatever it is — and to help us win the division. If you pitch well, the closing opportunities will come. If we win our division and get into the playoffs, your stock will rise.

Don’t worry so much about your earning capacity; just pitch the way you can, be a good teammate, and let the chips fall where they may.

 

Brad Ausmus We traded for you because of your defense. And because of your defense, our pitchers have been noticeably better. Your throwing ability has been good enough to discourage most teams from taking chances on the bases.  This allows our pitchers to go after hitters without worrying too much about base-stealers.

When a pitcher has to concentrate only on the hitter, he is a better pitcher. When he can stay in a rhythm, and have good tempo, he will throw better strikes and make fewer mistakes.  Year after year, the teams that go to the playoffs are the teams that have the best ERAs. Your throwing ability alone makes eleven other players on our team better.

In terms of calling the game, we have had some problems; let’s call them misunderstandings. Several pitchers are not strong-minded; they need help from you in terms of calling the game. This is an area where I think we can improve by communicating better. It also an area of great sensitivity.

There may be times when a pitcher wants to lay the blame for a bad pitch on the catcher. He may say something like, “I wanted to go in on him before I went back away, but Brad called for a fastball away.”

Vern and I will likely tell the pitcher that Brad is not going to get the win or the loss; that the pitcher must make his own pitch decisions, because it is his responsibility. We will not buy this excuse.

Still, when we asked our pitchers, “How many of you guys like to throw pretty much what the catcher calls for?” almost all of them raised their hands. I’m sure the response to this question would vary a lot from team to team. But we have a young and inexperienced pitching staff — and like it or not, whether it’s right or not — they depend on you a lot.

I know you will not always make the right call. And many times, the call may be right, but the execution is wrong. So how do we approach this problem? This is my suggestion:

First, we make it clear when we are all together that the pitchers are responsible for their pitches.

Second, we attempt better communication. You talk with us and with the pitchers about the various hitters and situations — before they occur and afterward. If a pitcher wants to throw a pitch that you have strong reservations about, go to the mound and talk it over. Not in a spirit of disagreement, but in a spirit of cooperation.

For example:

“What do you want to throw?

“A slider away.”

“He’s leaning out over the plate, looking to go the other way. If you throw a good one, you’ll get him, but it has to be a good one.”

“Do you think I should come inside or throw an offspeed pitch?”

“Only if you are comfortable with it and feel confident you can throw a strike. If not, go with the slider — and make it a good one.”

This type of dialogue will give the pitcher confidence most of the time. Working together, instead of being at odds, improves our chance of success.

We have some pitchers, like José Lima, who will make the same mistakes over and over again. We cannot expect him to be crafty and cunning. “Confident” is about the best we can hope for.

If Hudek wants to lay the blame on you, even though you know he just made a bad pitch, let him. Swallow your own pride in the interest of making your pitcher better. You might say, “I’m sorry I wasn’t on a wavelength with you last night. Let’s talk about it, so we can get better.”

I know you take a lot of pride in your knowledge of game situations and hitter tendencies, but you cannot throw the pitches. Sometimes you will be like clockwork with your pitcher; other times, you will think the guy has lost his mind. Either way, we have to get the best out of him.  As frustrating as it might be, you’ve got to try to help these guys out.

They depend on your intelligence.  It’s up to you to get them to depend on your counsel. If there is a real difference when you go to the mound, and it is a critical juncture in the game, call Vern or me out there.

As far as your hitting goes, I am satisfied. Do I think you can do better? Yes. Is that why we got you? No.

I have noticed that you reach a flash point rather easily. This is true of most good competitors, and it doesn’t bother me — if you shake it off and go on. We cannot afford to have 11 pitchers put at a disadvantage because you are in a hitting slump.

Smash your bat all you want. Get the frustration out, and get ready to put the other guy in a slump. That is your main job.

Lately, I have had the sense that you may be carrying your hitting problems out to the field. We cannot afford this. Even the best hitters go hot and cold; there is virtually no way to be a consistent hitter. Luck has a lot to do with it. I believe you will have enough good at-bats to help the offense a lot over the course of the year.

Concentrating on defense takes determination and concentration. You are capable of doing these things consistently, because luck need not enter into it.

During the second half, try to work on your communication skills with the staff. When you get to the point where you can support your pitchers with more than just your mitt, your arm, and your pitch selection, you will become a truly great catcher.

 

Tony Eusebio Your work behind the plate this year has been exceptional. You have received the ball well, thrown well, and you have done a good job calling pitches. In my opinion, you have become a very fine defensive catcher.

Now that you are swinging the bat well again, I believe you will make major contributions to our offense as well.

Brad is a good defensive catcher too. This is a luxury. Now that you have injured your knee, you can probably understand why we needed another catcher. Nothing against Randy Knorr, but we would be in big trouble this year if Brad got hurt and you had to play every day.

If you can get your knee healthy this winter, I think you will be ready to be a Number 1 guy. I know you are a big man, but I hope you will try to keep your yourself as light as possible, so there won’t be as much of a burden on your legs.

In the second half, I expect you to keep D.K. going and get some more key pinch-hits. If your knee improves, I may ask you to catch a little more.

 

Jeff Bagwell You are once again meeting the high standards you have set for yourself. It has been a privilege to watch you play — day by day, year by year.

I have nothing critical to say about your game. I do, however, get messages from your body language that say, “I’m frustrated. What more can I do? Why don’t these other guys play harder, or smarter?”

The sad fact of the matter is that they probably can’t or won’t play harder or smarter. The same things that keep eating away at me seem to be getting you too.

I try to stay optimistic and positive, and present a picture of confidence. I’m sure there times when I don’t pull it off. This is about the only criticism I have of you — that you don’t always pull it off, either.

You are a serious-minded guy, and I don’t expect you to be a cheerleader or a clown. I do think, however, that through conscientious effort, you may be able to hide some of your frustrations and present a positive, optimistic picture to your teammates.

The only other thing I want to mention regards playing time. I know you want to play every day. You generally play under control, and I usually don’t feel the need to rest you. But there are times when you probably need a break — not for physical reasons but to relieve the mental and emotional strain of getting “up” for each game. You could do me a tremendous favor by helping me know when to do it.

I can look up matchup information and use days before or after off-days, but these days may not be as beneficial to you as an ordinary day in the schedule when you have a nagging injury or are just feeling the weight of the team on your shoulders.

We cannot win this thing with Bagwell, Biggio, Kile, and Wagner. No matter what you do, we need contributions from the other starters and bench players. I have been tempted to rest you several times, and I couldn’t quite make myself do it because wins have not been coming easily and I feel the pressure to get something going in the way of positive momentum.

Still, I could go the whole year without finding a good-enough excuse to rest you. I will have to do it a couple more times this year, and it would help if you gave some input as to when a good time would be.

 

Craig Biggio You have another great year going. It has been a pleasure to watch you this year, and in years past. You are a true professional; a team player; a fierce competitor. The only thing that has bothered me a little is your ferocity.

A couple of weeks ago, when you made an error in Chicago, I was afraid you were going to hurt yourself banging around down there in the runway. It is difficult enough for me to find a spot to rest you, and it worries me when you expend so much energy outside the lines.

I have nothing against blowing off a little steam. In fact, I like it, because it sends a message to the other players that you are putting your heart and soul into the game. I would just caution you to think about what you are doing to the extent that you don’t drain your battery or hurt yourself. 

One message that you sometimes send is not so great for the team. That is the message I read in your body language when guys screw up, or don’t give us a good effort, or just have a brain cramp.

Everyone is going to make these mistakes. But when the same guy or guys keep making them, day in and day out, and don’t even seem to be bothered by it, you get mad, just like I do.

I have had to bite my lip a few times, and I’m sure I have thrown some body-language daggers myself. There will come a time when I have to confront someone, but most of the time I believe that I need to send positive and upbeat signals — even when I’m pissed off.

I’m not suggesting you hide your feelings, and let anger burn inside you. I’m only introducing these thoughts to give you a chance to think about them. 

No manager can make every guy on the team happy all the time. I just have to do what I think is best, and most of the time it’s only an educated guess. Part of education is gathering information. I am open to ideas from anyone who has enough experience to have significant baseball knowledge. 

In this regard, I would appreciate your thoughts on the team and the game. I may not always act on your suggestions, but there may be times when you see things or think of things that will help.

There is no one way to play this game.  Most of my decisions are either/or. Very few are simple and clearcut. You and some of the other players can help me, just as the coaches do.  You have been pretty good about sharing your thoughts, and I hope you will continue to do so.

             

Bill Spiers You have had a great first half. Your ability to answer the call and play with injuries has been critical to our success. I guess “above and beyond the call of duty” would be the best way to describe your contribution so far.

The only thing I would say by way of encouragement is that you may be a better hitter than you realize. Sometimes I think you give the pitcher too much credit, and you give up some of your strength to protect against your weakness. In the first half, this has paid dividends, as you have drawn a lot of walks by waiting for a good pitch to hit. But you have also given up some clout in so doing.

If you don’t drive the ball, pitchers will start challenging you. Then you will not be able to draw the walks. There is a fine line here, but what I am saying is that you can’t protect a .300 average all year by being somewhat defensive at the plate. You’ll continue to get your hits, but if they are mostly singles and the walk ratio declines, your offensive value will decline too. What I am saying is that I would like you to be a little — just a little — more aggressive.

In the second half, I am going to try to get Sean Berry going again as a semiregular player. If this works, you will be back in an all-around utility role. I know I am going to have to rest Bidge some, and I know I am going to see some matchups that suggest that I start you at short. You will still get a lot of playing time, but it may be at several positions, more that it has so far.

One thing that I think you can help with is team unity. Some of your running mates are a little intolerant of guys who are not pulling their share of the load. I admit, I am the same way myself.

Gonzo is a guy who seems to bridge the gaps between the various groups of players on the team. With your personality and intelligence, I think that you can do some of the same work, and internally help keep everyone pulling in the same direction.

 

Tim Bogar Your excellent defense has solidified our infield. This is a major contribution, as it helps the whole pitching staff, giving them more confidence. You have been an unselfish player. You did not complain earlier when you weren’t getting any playing time, and you have been a good teammate and a positive influence on the team.

Your hitting has not been great, but your work habits are good, and I believe your bat will improve. I would encourage you to work on your hitting but not to worry about it. The hits will come with more playing time. Just keep doing the things you have been doing, and you will help us win a lot of games.

 

 

Sean Berry Naturally, I am disappointed that your recovery has been a little more difficult than we imagined.

I can’t really pass judgment on your hitting at this time. Will you return to last year’s form? Will you perform as you did with the Expos: good, but not great? Or are your best years still ahead? These are questions that you may be able to answer in the coming months.

For now, the only thing I can say is keep working your way through it and I will check with Dave Labossiere every day to monitor your progress.

On the fielding side, I would judge your work to be average to slightly-below average. I believe that it will get better as you get more-regular playing time, but this presents a dilemma. Do we play you as much as possible now, hoping for better hitting and fielding? Or do we mix-and-match as we have been, just trying to win games one at a time, and wait for your shoulder to heal before playing you on a daily basis?

From a selfish standpoint, I would prefer to start playing you more. This may not yield immediate dividends, but it could be very important to you and the ballclub, because of the decisions that we must make this fall.

As you know, free-agency and expansion-draft decisions must be made by the ballclub in the next few months. If we don’t know more than we know right now, we may lose you. I suppose this could happen anyway, but since I like your bat and your attitude, I would like to see you make it difficult for us not to try to sign and protect you. The only way this can happen is if you play more and play well.

You are the only one who can truly serve as guardian of your own future. I don’t know the medical risks of playing with your injury, and I can’t even offer any advice.

I think it is safe to say that you will be in the big leagues somewhere next season — probably as a starting third-baseman. I would like to have you here, but I’m sure you understand that we can’t make a decision to move forward with the idea of you being our man unless you prove that you can hit about like you did last season, and field adequately.

I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable by raising this issue, but this is the nature of the business. None of us really knows for sure what we will be doing from year to year, or where we will be doing it. Most of us like to stay in one place, however, and try to make ourselves indispensable. I hope that you will be able to make us feel this way about you in the coming months.

 

Ricky Gutiérrez I hope you don’t think I was blowing smoke when I told you that if I were the manager last year, you would have played more. At that time, I felt that you were the best defensive shortstop we had.  It’s nice to have a good hitter at the shortstop position, but for me, fielding comes first.

When we got Pat Listach, we thought we were getting a player with explosive speed; it didn’t turn out that way. Billy Spiers is a nice all-around infielder, but he doesn’t have the range or the arm I like to see in a shortstop. Bogey is a little short on range, but his footwork and quick, accurate throwing arm have been impressive. This is why he has been playing a lot lately.

Aside from the catcher, the shortstop is the most-important defensive player on the field. A good shortstop can make an entire pitching staff more confident, and more effective. This is why we often give up hitting to get good fielding at this position.

Good pitching is the trademark of almost every championship team. It is difficult to have really good pitching without a good catcher and a good shortstop.

In my opinion, you can be as good a shortstop as Bogey — maybe better. You are still young, and middle infielders generally get better with age. But they don’t get better without work.

This is why I am glad that you accepted the challenge of working with Gene Coleman to improve your quickness. It would have been easy for you to just give up, and wait for expansion next year. The fact that you didn’t do that shows that you are a professional ballplayer — not just a guy hanging around to pick up a paycheck.

Everybody wants to play every day. Some guys are talented enough to do this without working at it. In your case, I don’t believe it will be that easy.  If you show improvement this summer, you will get more playing time, and you will put yourself in a better position going into next year. If you continue your work in the winter, I honestly think you can win an everyday job.

Several years ago, I made a statement on the broadcast that I thought Steve Finely would become a power hitter, with 20 or more home runs a year. Bill Brown about fell out of his chair. He thought I was kidding. I wasn’t kidding, and I was right.

I don’t feel quite as certain about you, because I haven’t seen you in live game conditions as much as I had seen Steve. But I do have the same feeling about you: that you might become somewhat of a power hitter.

Now here’s the surprise: I also think it is possible that you could win an everyday job at third base or second base. Your range, hands, and arm are good enough for these positions right now.

What I am suggesting is that, in my opinion, you are kind of in-between now: not quite what we look for in quickness at shortstop, and not quite as powerful a hitter as we look for at third or second.

In my mind, this gives you several opportunities to work your way into the lineup, and to make some real money. Both ways will take work — not just for a few weeks, but all year.

Of course, you could devote your time to this work and still not get the everyday job.  But you would still be stronger and faster, and that may give you a couple of extra years at the end of your career.

Coaches, managers, and scouts pay a lot of attention to the way a player handles himself.  Does he get to the park early? Stay late? Does he do extra work? Does he concentrate in batting practice and during infield?

These things don’t guarantee success, but they do make a statement about a player’s commitment to the game. 

I see Ricky Gutiérrez as a player who is popular on the team, who works pretty hard, and who is a pretty good hitter and a decent fielder. There is room for improvement.

I hope you keep on working until you get that starting job you want. In the meantime, I will try to play you enough to keep your bat going, and to give us a look at how your fielding is coming along.

 

James Mouton I really like the way you are swinging the bat now. But I am having trouble finding enough playing time for you, especially with this long list of righthanders we have been facing.

In my opinion, you are sort of in-between in terms of having the skills to play every day. Your outfield work is plenty good enough for the corners, but your bat is a little light. Your bat is adequate for a great defensive centerfielder, but your glove is only adequate in center.

As you know, I have been a James Mouton fan all along. I think it has a lot to do with your dedication, to the game and to your faith and family. I am always pulling for you to do something to win the everyday job, but I have to be realistic. There is no way I can play a guy because I like him, hoping that it will work out in the end. 

When you first came up, you got a long look. Now you are in a part-time and specialty role. It can be difficult to break out of this situation, but it is not impossible. I have seen numerous players hit their stride in their late 20s or even in their 30s and then go on and have several productive years as everyday players.

Ironically, the one thing that seems to hold you back is the intensity of your desire. To unlock the door to a better future, you need to relax and concentrate at the same time. This is the most important attribute of successful players: they relax enough to let their talent flow, and they concentrate hard enough to avoid mental mistakes.

When I see you bobble a ground ball in the outfield or swing at a pitch in the dirt, I get the feeling that you are just wound up too tight. You make more than your share of mental mistakes, and I know you are an intelligent person. You need to find a way to block out all distractions and concentrate on the situation at hand.

Once again, I think this is a function of relaxation. If you are worried about having struck out and not thinking about the situation, you might do something like trying to throw a runner out at the plate with a two-run lead — and in the process, miss the cutoff man, allowing the tying run to go to second base.

Most of the time, you have time to play the “what if?” game. If I have to go back, I’m going to do this. If I have to charge in, I’ll do that. If they hit a double here, we’ll be in trouble. We could afford a single, so I’ll play a little deeper.

These thoughts concentrate on the situation at the moment. As each moment passes, the situation changes. A guy is a lot more likely to hit a long ball or pull the ball when the count is 2-0 than he is 0-2. This is why we have to constantly monitor the moment, and forget everything else.

To do this and to relax is not easy, but it is what stands between you and the everyday job.

Mac and I believe you are ready. I didn’t see it in the few games I saw in Puerto Rico, but I see it now in practice. If someone gets hurt or we face some lefthanders, you will get another chance to prove you are ready. I hope you will be able to seize the opportunity.

 

Chuck Carr I haven’t seen enough to really evaluate you as a ballplayer, but I certainly appreciate your attitude thus far. Your outfield play has been a considerable upgrade from what we were getting before you arrived. You hitting has been pretty good too. As long as you play the good defense, you will start most of the games.

I know you have had some problems “getting along” in the past. As far as I am concerned, that slate is wiped clean. I hope you will find that being a conscientious professional ballplayer is as rewarding or more rewarding than being a one-man “Chuckie Carr Show.”

 

 

 

Luis González Your hitting has been good. Your defense has been excellent. And your attitude has been damn near perfect. In short, you are a fine ballplayer and an asset to the team.

Of course, I knew these things going in, and that’s why I continued to promote you during the winter. Keep up the good work.

One more thing: I believe Gerry is more aware of your intangible contributions to the team now. I told him this winter, but now he has seen for himself.

As we plan our course for the 1998 season, we have to deal with arbitration, free agency, and the expansion draft. I don’t know how you will fit into this picture, but I know we would both like to have you back.

If you think it is appropriate, you might have a talk with Gerry, or have your agent call him so that we can come up with a plan for keeping you, if you want to come back here.

 

Thomas Howard I was really glad to hear Gene Coleman say that you came to him to do some extra work. I have had the impression all year long that your heart wasn’t really in it; that you were just playing out the string here. This distresses me, because I think you are a much better player than we have seen.

I know you may not be as good as you were playing against the Astros in the past. Maybe our judgment has been colored by the great games you played against us. I do honestly feel, however, that you were lighter then, faster then, and brought more energy to the playing field then.

If I had to guess why things are different, I would start with the rules of the game. In most people’s minds you have probably been typecast as a fourth outfielder, and a guy who can play every day if someone gets hurt.

This is because your defense has not been great; because you are fast enough to get around the bases, but not fast enough to be a big base-stealer; and because you have hit for average but without home-run power and without many walks. In other words, your skills don’t fit neatly into any everyday package.

Still, when contract time comes along, your numbers are good enough for a large raise. Since most clubs don’t want to pay top dollar to guys who don’t play every day, you have been traded or nontendered.

You have bounced around from one team to another, like a mercenary — a soldier of fortune, who fights for money but not for love. The passion just isn’t there. If you had played here all these years, it would be different. But you have not, and I don’t really blame you for not being more gung-ho.

In addition to this, there is the family problem. I don’t know the details, but I imagine it is a lot like what happened to me in 1970 when I was going through a divorce.

In 1969 I had a 2.33 ERA. In 1970 it went up to 3.84. I still pitched a lot of innings and won some games, but my heart wasn’t in it. When we fell out of the race, I felt like I was pitching for the lawyers and my ex-wife. In other words, “Why should I kill myself to make money I can’t keep for myself?” This was not good thinking, but that’s where my head was at the time.

The long and short of it is that this is an unforgiving game. It’s a “what have you done for me lately?” game. And what you have done for us is not going to do much for you next year, if it doesn’t get better.

I still remember you telling me at spring training that you were going to make it hard for me to not play you. At the time, I thought you would be right; I thought Bobby would have trouble making the grade. I thought we would be a contending team, and I thought that we would probably end up with a platoon with you and Mouton.

This has not been the case; partly because of your hitting, but mostly because of your speed. You haven’t covered as much ground as I thought you would. You haven’t been as good a baserunner as I thought you would be.

At your age, it is hard to maintain physical prowess. You will have to work harder than ever just to stay the same as you have been in the past. Every ballplayer faces this dilemma. Some attack the problem; some just fade away. I don’t think you will fade. But I’m not sure you have enough time left to rescue this season.

In spite of all these things, I am still interested in you for next season. Not if it’s going to be like this; only if it’s going to be a season where Thomas Howard dedicates himself to the Houston Astros.

The fact that you have gone to Gene tells me that you recognize these things. Your value for next year will depend upon the way you finish this season. My guess is that you will not be able to command a top salary, and that is why I am interested in what you can do by way of a comeback season.

I was able to come back and perform better when I got past the divorce and got a better attitude, and I believe you can do it too. I say this because there is one thing that I really like about your makeup: your competitive attitude.

I didn’t like it when you stormed out of the dugout in Denver, but I know where you are coming from: I made several ungraceful exits myself. This type of personal confidence and competitive desire is impossible to teach. And you have it.

I sense that you think you are going to get a hit every time you go up, and that when you don’t get a hit, you are more determined to get one the next time. I don’t think you are afraid of any pitcher or are intimidated by any situation. Because of these things, and because you know how to play the game and are still relatively young, I believe you will make a comeback. Depending on the market, someone could get a real good deal on Thomas Howard next year.

The reason I say next year and not this year is that I think it will be tough for you to get into the kind of shape you need to be in while the season is going on. It’s more of an offseason and spring-training conditioning program that you need, at least in my opinion.

I have seen you come into the dugout after scoring from first on a double, and you looked gassed: out of breath, sweating bullets. I think you need to play lighter and faster. This will take a big commitment and a reasonable length of time.

In the meantime, I expect you will still be able to hit, and for that reason you will still get enough starts to keep your bat ready for pinch-hitting. You are still my top pinch-hitter in RBI situations.

I know these things are not easy to accept, and I realize that I might not be right on target with all the things I have said. But I also think you are intelligent enough to know that you must maintain your speed if you want to maintain your value.

As it is, we are not getting your best — and worst of all, you are cheating yourself. As you get older, your playing career will be a precious thing. It will seem much more important than it does now. You will be much happier looking back if you know you gave it your best shot.

 

Derek Bell When we were in Temple, Texas before spring training, I remember you telling Drayton and me that you never work out in the offseason. “I get in shape in spring training,” you said. I was concerned about this when you said it, because it implied that you didn’t think you had to work as hard as the rest of the guys — that you thought your ability would carry you.

I hope you realize now that the line between a guy who has great ability and doesn’t work at his game, and a guy with good ability who does work is thin. This is a game where the superstars have to work just as hard or harder than than the rest of the players, just to stay on top.

In spring training, you were always concerned with whether you were getting to miss as much action as Bagwell and Biggio. You didn’t want to run sprints after the game, like everyone else. And you were hitting home runs left and right. You said you were going to be a 30-30 man. And I’m sure you believed it. I must admit, I thought you might do it too.

But when the season started, the league caught up to you. You weren’t swinging the bat that well, and you weren’t playing the outfield that well.

First, you wanted to hit in front of Bagwell. Then you wanted to play right field. You used every excuse in the book to keep from looking in the mirror and facing the facts:

You have lost your first-step quickness. You can’t steal bases with ease, like you did in the past. When you have to score from first on a double, you’re spent before you get to third. The other night, you looked like you were going to pass out when you came back to the dugout. 

Does this make you a bad guy? No. It just means that you got a big contract and somehow thought that this, in itself, would insure your status as a star. As you can see now, it does not. Many players have fallen into this trap. You are not the first guy to get the midseason wakeup call.

So what do we do now? There is nothing we can do but keep playing and battling until we get the bat going, get the legs in shape, and return to form. This will not be easy. It will take some time. But it is clearly within your grasp, because you are still young.

Your body will bounce back. Your first-step quickness will return. Your outfield play will improve. But only if you look yourself in the eye and say, “I am willing to do what it takes to make my comeback.”

I know you have a great deal of pride in your ability. I know it has to be killing you to play this way. And I hope you don’t think that it will all come back like magic. Your hitting may return, because I know you have been working hard at it. But your outfield and baserunning ability won’t come back without a similar commitment.

To me, the saddest thing is that your teammates know you are letting them down. It’s not that they don’t like you; it’s just that they know that we can’t win this thing without the real Derek Bell. And they want to win it so bad they can taste it.

At this point, I don’t think they feel that you really care if we win it or not. I do not think this is true. I think you want it as bad as they do, but I think you are still in denial. You still think it’s where you hit in the lineup, or where you play in the field. You can’t face the fact that you have let your ability wither away.           

If you want to grow a healthy plant, you have to water it; you have to fertilize it; you have to prune it. You have to treat it for insects and treat it for fungus.  In other words, you have to nurture it.

Most of us just put the seed in the ground and hope for the best. That is because we are not farmers. Farmers depend on their crops for a living. They are professionals. They work at it every day.

We are professionals in baseball. As such, we cannot just hope for the best. We have to do all the things necessary to get the best result. We can’t just water, or just fertilize. We have to do everything in our power to get the best result.

Do you want to get the best result? Do you want to be a star? Do you want to go to the playoffs? Do you want the respect of your teammates? The adoration of the fans? I think you do, but I have my doubts about whether you will ever admit to yourself that you are going to have to work at it.

Sure, you are working at your hitting. But are you working on your strength? Your speed? Your throwing? Your leads? With your speed, you could put an end to a slump with a bunt. Can you bunt? No, you can’t. Willie Mays bunted. Mickey Mantle bunted. They had both speed and power, just like you. When the situation was right, they bunted to get on base. They were professionals.

All of these things tell me that you are not really a professional ballplayer. You are just a guy with a lot of talent who likes to make a lot of money and have nice things and a good time.

But I will tell you this: there will be a time after you retire when your baseball playing career will be the most precious, most cherished thing in your life. You will not be a happy person if you look back with regrets.

So far, you have wasted only half a year. This will be insignificant in the scope of your whole career if you get your wakeup call now, and get up and get going.

I know there is satisfaction in not having to do all the work and still performing well. I’ve been there myself. But the day came when that was no longer possible for me — and that day has come for you.

If you don’t become a professional now, you will surely regret it later. If you do accept the challenge, you will have many more great seasons and you will realize that there is more satisfaction in doing the work than getting out of it.  The choice is up to you.

I really have no choice in this matter; we don’t have anyone who is better. Even if we did, I would have to play you, because of the money. I would have to hope that you would play better so we could trade you. But this is not what I want.  I want the real Derek Bell — not just for the run production and the defense, but for the other intangibles.

Your personality is friendly. You’re kind of a nut; a likeable guy. Every team needs players who are funny, who have a good time, who bring a little life to the clubhouse. When you are playing well, you are that kind of guy.

I don’t expect miracles. And I’m not trying to burden you with the expectation that you will be a superstar. I do, however, expect you to be an above-average everyday player.

I want the real Derek Bell back. And I think you do, too. I just wonder if you want it badly enough.

RMJ 143 July 8

TUESDAY, JULY 8 ● Houston ● All-Star break

More golf at BraeBurn Country Club today, with sportscaster Bill Worrell. I hit the ball pretty well, and I putted beautifully. A couple of snap-hooks kept me out of the 70s, but I’m getting close.

Julia was home when I got back from the course. She has moved into an apartment and is getting ready for the fall semester at the University of Houston. She has given up her low-paying lifeguard job in favor of waitressing. I guess the tips beat the tan — especially since I’m playing hardball with her on the car again.

When she wrecked her car, I gave her my truck. Now she doesn’t like the truck, and she wants to trade it for something more practical. This will cost a few extra bucks. She proposes that we pay the difference.

Maybe I should get her a Hummer. At least she wouldn’t be able to total it so easily.

 

Tom Schmitt used to direct our games when we were on channel 26. When the channel lost the games, he went into business for himself, and he eventually moved to Austin. He came to the house this evening after he edited some commercials.  

Pat Murphy is the cigar-smoking computer whiz in our baseball office. He came by to help set up our PC in the game room, arriving at the same time as Tom. Five minutes later, the plumber showed up to fix a leak. I thought it must be the eighth inning, with all of these things happening at the same time.  

I’m splitting time between the pipes and the bytes, and visiting with Tom in between. We finally got settled and watched the All-Star game.  

I gave Murph a Fuentes Hemingway for his help. It’s a $15 cigar, which is a lot for a smoke, but a pittance for the computer assistance. I think he deems it appropriate, however, because this cigar is hard to come by at any price.

 

The American League won a pitchers’ duel 3-1 at a hitter’s ballpark, Jacobs Field in Cleveland. Fittingly, Sandy Alomar Jr. hit a game-winning homer in his home ballpark.  

I was disappointed that D.K. didn’t get a chance to pitch. I think he lost out because Biggio and Bagwell started and played most of the game. They both had some good swings, but they didn’t get any hits.

Tomorrow I am playing golf with Jim Heine. I was planning to rest up over the break, and it seems I will end up like a lot of folks — they have to get back to work to get some rest.

 

One thing I have to do tonight is start my player evaluations. I never had a manager who did evaluations.  It’s something I think may help, because a lot of times, players (mostly bench players) don’t know where they stand.

I don’t think it’s so important for me to evaluate them, but I think it’s a way for me to get closer to the players. I can’t hug them like Tommy Lasorda does. 

I have reconsidered my method, and I decided to talk to the players at the ballpark. If I schedule them to come to my hotel room, a problem could arise if one guy was late and the other one was early. At the park, I can just call them in as they have free time. It might take a few more days this way, but I think it will be more natural for everyone.

Maybe I’ll start with the pitchers. I’m sure The Perfessor will help me with the interviews.

RMJ 142 July 7

MONDAY, JULY 7 ● Houston ● All-Star break

Many years ago, I decided that it was foolish to make vacation plans for the All-Star break; it’s just too hard to do anything in two days. I thought I might play a little golf this year; now, it seems, I am going to play a lot of golf.

The Falls is my favorite course in Texas. It is so remote that it doesn’t get much play. And it is a brawny brute of a golf course, featuring rocks and rivers, cedar, and oak. Most of the time, the only hole you can see is the one you are playing.

In the fall, my old racquetball-and-skiing buddy Jim Heine and I go early and pay the all-day rate. We usually play 54 holes or more. Today, Bill Greif and I played 36. We kept talking about what a nice day it was: not too hot, pleasant breeze — especially in the shade. The wind was in our faces as we drove down the cart path.

I think we talked ourselves into playing 36 holes because we had driven all that way, and the course was in superb condition. But it was hot! Texas hot. We probably drank a gallon of water each, and we were still depleted at the end.

 

 

I have to get busy with my player evaluations now. Whoops. Have to take Judy to Ciro’s Italian restaurant first. She deserves it. Hasn’t had the Mama C’s dessert for a couple of months now.

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