mayhap: Shohei Ohtani's dog gives him a high five (high five)
I got a super cute Dodgers fic for Yuletide this year!

Dodging Through the Snow (2174 words) by Anonymous
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 2024 National League Baseball RPF
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Tyler Glasnow/Shohei Ohtani
Characters: Shohei Ohtani, Tyler Glasnow, Decoy Ohtani
Additional Tags: Offseason Shenanigans, Happy Ending, Alternate Universe - No Girlfriends/No Wives, Zombies, or are there?, No beta we die like I definitely would in a zombie apocalypse, Snowball Fight
Summary:

Fresh off their team’s World Series win, Tyler Glasnow and Shohei Ohtani take some time to celebrate the holiday season. But what is this about zombies?

mayhap: hennaed hands, writing (Default)
I'm not going to lie, I was a little concerned on Tuesday when the Yankees remembered how to hit. Not that Dave Roberts didn't do the right thing in game four—given the very limited pitching that he had to work with, he was 100% correct not to spend any of his high-leverage arms there, and it's easy to swallow a loss when you're up three games to none. Still, when the balls really started flying and the Yankees started feeling themselves, I could see where this might escape the confines of game four and spill over into games five+.

Fortunately, although the Yankees may have remembered how to hit, they fully abandoned all ability to field. I have never experienced anything quite like watching that fifth-inning five-run game-tying disasterclass meltdown. It reminded me of Hosmer's mad dash from the 2015 World Series, another clinching game five for the away team in New York City, except that it was a series of three increasingly baffling defensive miscues where what should have been routine became impossible. I didn't need the Dodgers' scouts to tell me that the Yankees don't prioritize defense when either selecting or preparing their players because I've watched them play and I have eyes, but stringing errors together like that is a whole other level of anti-clutch.

Before the fifth inning, I was still pretty sure that the Dodgers were going to win the series, but after the fifth inning, I was pretty sure that Dodgers were going to win the series in this game, which indeed they duly did. Even when the Yankees were up 6-5, I was like, yeah, nah. Bringing in Walker Buehler to close is the kind of bold move that has become low-key routine in the playoffs, so I wasn't particularly surprised when it happened—if I had been familiar with the backstory of how he'd been pitching himself to Andrew Friedman and Dave Roberts as an option out of the pen all day and getting the brushoff until his teammates played themselves into the exact unlikely scenario that required him to be in the bullpen and sent himself there, I would have been even more impressed.
A few minutes later Prior called Buehler on the bullpen phone.

“How do you feel? Did you throw today?” Prior asked.

“Yeah,” Buehler said. “I feel good.”

“I lied,” Buehler said. “I hadn’t thrown yet.”
He's ridiculous. If that was his last appearance in a Dodger uniform, it was 100% peak Walker Buehler and it was beautiful.

Freddie Freeman as the World Series MVP was obviously a given and could hardly have happened to a nicer person, but I absolutely can't believe that it turned out that he was secretly nursing even more injuries than the ones we already knew about. Absurd. I kind of wish he hadn't barely missed that home run in the last game to keep the streak alive as a cherry on top, but you can't have everything.

I love this time when the championship is decided and it's all celebrations and post mortems and inside stories, but I also really miss baseball already.

Omens

Oct. 29th, 2024 06:26 pm
mayhap: five hands on top of each other (Together.)
Without wishing to jinx it, this World Series has been amazing for me thus far as both a Dodgers fan and a Yankees hater. It was almost worth letting the Yankees advance for how little fun they are having through three games.

Jeff Passan brought us an incredible behind the scenes look at how Shohei came back for game three, including the text that he sent his teammates while they were still on the bus to the airport:
Nice game, guys. Last time, Bellinger’s shoulder was dislocated. This time, my shoulder was dislocated. This is a good sign for a world champion.
I’m not going to argue with that logic! He’s hilarious.

Inside the 48 hours that got Shohei Ohtani back [ungated]

Hoping to get the brooms out tonight!

Scary

Oct. 27th, 2024 12:04 pm
mayhap: cartoon crocodile cowers beneath pillow (misshandelt Kuscheltiere)
I definitely feared the worst when Shohei Ohtani was lying on the ground in pain last night after attempting to steal a base, but luckily he just subluxated his shoulder and it’s not impossible that he will actually be completely fine?? The day off today and the 2-0 series lead are both helpful. Get well soon, Shohei!

Edit: Dave Roberts is already saying that Shohei will definitely play tomorrow. Seems early, but okay!

Chills

Oct. 26th, 2024 02:42 pm
mayhap: Mike and Psmith walking and chatting (Mike/Psmith)
Approximately 99% of game one of the World Series was terribly tense or even downright distressing to watch, and yet Freddie Freeman’s walk-off grand slam in the bottom of the tenth with two outs was a shot of pure joy. That’s the magic of baseball.
mayhap: a cartoon mouse adjusts his deerstalker cap (Basil of Baker Street)
[twitter.com profile] WhitMerrifield: Had [twitter.com profile] Bsinger51 convinced that [twitter.com profile] kylezimmer11 wedding was black tie. Dress code couldn’t of [sic] been more clear on the invitations. He’s rocking a 3 piece with a bow tie in Cabo…



(Full video in the original tweet.)

Absolutely hilarious that Brady would still believe anything Whit told him at this point. He may look sharp, but he's not too bright…
mayhap: one baseball player cradling another player's head to his shoulder (Whit Merrifield/Brady Singer)
In response to a prompt from [twitter.com profile] Royals, someone posed the following question:

If [twitter.com profile] WhitMerrifield can paint a house in 3 hours & [twitter.com profile] Bsinger51 can paint the same house in 5 hours, how long does it take for them to paint it together?

[twitter.com profile] WhitMerrifield: 5 hours. I make Brady paint the house while I crack a beer and watch.

[twitter.com profile] Bsinger51: You don't even drink beer.



Too cute.
mayhap: medieval manuscript fox reads over a rabbit's shoulder (shoulder reading)
Wow, if I had a nickel for every time Dusty Baker skippered a cheating orange team to the World Series, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice, right?

Now I just hope that the 2021 Astros meet the same end as their 2002 counterparts. Although ideally not dragging the series out a full seven games. Ugh, I'm already so sick of watching postseason games in that cacophonous train-riddled hellbox they call a stadium.

Addendum

Oct. 21st, 2021 02:46 pm
mayhap: one baseball player cradling another player's head to his shoulder (Whit Merrifield/Brady Singer)
[twitter.com profile] Royals posted their own recap of Whit making fun of Brady on Twitter in the form of a 27-second video: “[twitter.com profile] WhitMerrifield has 80-grade troll game.”

“He's a good kid,“ Whit chimed in with a new photo of an oblivious Brady with a bubble gum bubble on top of his hat:

mayhap: one baseball player cradling another player's head to his shoulder (Whit Merrifield/Brady Singer)
There were two really fun storylines for Royals fans to follow this season: Salvador Perez hitting all the home runs, and the budding frenemyship between two-time All-Star 2B Whit Merrifield and second-year starting pitcher Brady Singer. The former is fairly self-explanatory, but I thought I’d retrace the timeline of the latter for my own enjoyment and the edification of anyone who might be interested.

When the Royals drafted Brady Singer out of the University of Florida with the 18th overall pick in the 2018 draft he was most famous for an incident that took place during game three of the Super Regional with Wake Forest. With a trip to the College World Series on the line, Brady was on the mound with a narrow 1-0 lead when the rain, which had already plagued the series with delays, began pouring in the second inning. The ensuing rain delay meant Brady's start was going to be cut short, and he was not happy about it. At all. He made this very clear in a full-on tantrum in front of the cameras on ESPN. (Don't worry, this story had a happy ending for Brady and his Gator teammates; after the rain, they came back to win this game and, eventually, the College World Series. Still, rain is his nemesis and this is his origin story.)

After Brady was drafted, this video got a little boost as it spread to people who don't follow college baseball but do follow the MLB draft. I was among those who discovered it at that time. Then it lay largely dormant in the back of my mind as Brady worked his way up through high-A, then AA, and even when he made the leap to the major league level in the shortened 2020 season. Then, as the 2021 season approached, Whit Merrifield, who led the league twice in hits and once in stolen bases, attacked a new challenge with the same intensity.

Things started small. Alec Lewis, Royals beat writer for The Athletic, tweeted that the weather smelled like baseball in Kansas City, and Whit Merrifield—still in Arizona wrapping up spring training—replied thusly: “As long as it’s not raining Alec. We all know how much [twitter.com profile] BSinger51 hates the rain.” Lest anyone miss the reference, he swiftly followed this with a quote tweet of a clip of the famous video with a little commentary of his own: “It’s the left handed, failed glove spike that gets me.”

“Forecast looks solid!! We’ll be good,” Brady responded brightly to the first tweet, ignoring the second.

On April 10th, the Royals' game against the White Sox was rained out. Whit debuted this gloriously low-resolution screencap of Brady's mid-tantrum face in reply:



The rest of this is going behind a cut because it's very long and there are a lot of pictures and videos. )

Yule haul!

Dec. 25th, 2019 08:32 pm
mayhap: Alex Gordon wearing his glove on top of his head (glovehat)
I got three amazing fics for the ClickHole article An Oral History of the 1998 Major League Baseball Home Run Chase. Serendipitously, they all complement each other perfectly by covering different parts of history in pitch-perfect fashion.

The Extended 1998 Major League Baseball Home Run Chase (3406 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: An Oral History Of The 1998 Major League Baseball Home Run Chase (ClickHole Article)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Randy Johnson, Willie Mays, Bud Selig, Santa Claus, Mark McGwire, Sammy Sosa
Summary:

Or, how Willie Mays and two horny dicks saved the world, baseball, and also Christmas



an oral history of the 2019 major league baseball juiced ball dingerfest (3020 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: An Oral History Of The 1998 Major League Baseball Home Run Chase (ClickHole Article), Baseball RPF
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Characters: Mark McGwire, Sammy Sosa, Rob Manfred, Bud Selig, Joe Girardi, Randy Johnson, Derek Jeter, Will Smith (Baseball b. 1995), Pete Alonso, Brodie van Wagenen
Summary:

Randy Johnson (photographer; member, Baseball Hall of Fame): Rob Manfred found me somehow. I don’t know how. I thought, 20 years ago, it had been enough. I was in my backyard taking some photos of birds and Rob stood on my deck and said, “Randy, you have to help us out with a project,” and I said, “I will only help you if it’s a photography project, Rob, I am retired now, you can go to my website to look at my photos,” and Rob said, “if you didn’t want to help us, you shouldn’t have given up that goddamn moonshot to McGwire.”



A Narrative History of the Home Run (1031 words) by Anonymous
Fandom: An Oral History Of The 1998 Major League Baseball Home Run Chase (ClickHole Article), Baseball RPF
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Willie Mays, Barry Bonds
Summary:

Willie Mays invented the home run.



I feel so fortunate that three people shared this ridiculousness with me this Yuletide. ♥
mayhap: animated gif of yule log burning (yule log)
I got the sweetest The Dreyfus Affair fic for Yuletide this year!

One Passion, That Of The Light (1237 words) by Anonymous
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Dreyfus Affair - Peter Lefcourt
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Randy Dreyfus/D. J. Pickett
Characters: Randy Dreyfus, D. J. Pickett
Additional Tags: Established Relationship, Baseball, Character of Colour, Schmoop


There's planner porn. It's amazing.
mayhap: Salvador Perez lifting Wade Davis in the air (Wade Davis)
Realistically, even if the 2017 Royals had stumbled backwards into the second wild card, they were far too hampered by lingering injuries and boneheaded roster moves to be able to do anything with it. Monday's makeup game in the Bronx made for a tolerably good approximation for how it might have gone—I mean, yes, the game would have been managed differently if it were an elimination game, so maybe the Royals lose 6-1 instead of 11-3, but it's really hard to imagine that they actually win. The Twins, who actually did stumble backwards into the second wild card after selling at the trade deadline, don't look poised to do much with it either, but then they've already exceeded expectations for this year and they aren't losing anyone significant to free agency next year, either.

I actually do hate to say 'I told you so' because it would have been infinitely preferable to admit to being wrong than to watch career years from hometown heroes and impending free agents Eric Hosmer and Mike Moustakas get frittered away amidst general mediocrity and ineptitude over the course of a hundred and sixty-two often-painful games. The Davis-Soler trade was far from the only problem with the team, but it was maybe the biggest single one and it was bad in exactly the way that I predicted that it was going to be bad, so naturally I can't help but perseverate on it.

Closers were maybe the hottest single commodity during the 2016-2017 offseason. Mark Melancon, Aroldis Chapman and Kenley Jansen all commanded massive contracts as free agents. Greg Holland, coming off of Tommy John surgery, signed a deal that was quite lucrative albeit structured with incentives. Fernando Rodney got snapped up by a contending team, for heaven's sake. While the free agents had their choice of suitors, the Royals were the only team shopping a closer in a trade, or at least the only team that pulled the trigger, and for some reason they settled for absolute garbage that both parties pretended was a major league-ready player in return.

When Jorge Soler isn't injured, which is rarely, he's undisciplined, lackadaisical and surly. He would not recognize major league pitching if it bit him in the ass. Sure, when he manages to connect with a pitch, purely at random, he has the strength to hit it out of the park, but most major league pitchers can manage not to give him a pitch to hit when they know he'll flail helplessly at off-speed pitches that aren't even in the same zip code as the plate. He alternates between making half-hearted attempts to field balls that get away from him in the outfield to making big showy diving attempts to field balls that get away from him in the outfield, practically gift-wrapping third base to runners on a regular basis. He appears to have little aptitude for defense, in spite of playing one of the easiest defensive positions on the field, nor has he shown any desire to improve.

He has no incentive to improve, since his contract guaranteed him the same three million dollars whether he was performing worse than a replacement player on the big league club or jacking meaningless dingers off minor league pitching for the Omaha Stormchasers. In a mere 34 games, he racked up an astonishing -1.3 Wins Above Replacement according to Baseball Reference and -0.9 Wins Above Replacement according to Fangraphs, who use a slightly different formula to calculate WAR. A hypothetical replacement player earning league minimum would have been, by definition, worth 0 WAR over those same 34 games and they would have only gotten paid a little over $112,000 to do it. A minor leaguer playing in triple-A only makes $12,000 for an entire season, which is disgraceful, but that is a slight digression from the fact that Jorge Soler earned three million dollars for being completely unsuitable for playing above the AAA level where he spent the majority of the year.

It would have genuinely been better for the team if they had given Wade Davis to the Cubs for literally nothing, because Soler cost more and was worth less than the organizational filler that every team already has available. Oh, and we're still stuck with him for another three years/$12 million dollars, the very prospect of which makes me want to cry almost as much as the idea of Eric Hosmer on the Yankees, Mike Moustakas on the Giants, and Lorenzo Cain on the Rangers, all credible rumors at this admittedly early stage.

Meanwhile I've seen how Joe Maddon uses his rental closers in the postseason and it isn't pretty. If he breaks Wade I swear to God I will burn Chicago to the ground again. I hope the Cubs flame out in the division series.
mayhap: Clint drinks straight from the coffee pot (Clint/coffee)
It's probably just as well that I don't live in Japan or I would be far too tempted to scoop up all of this adorable Café Inui merch. How can you say no to delicious probability 100%?

Meanwhile, Peter Moylan is serving the rest of the Royals coffee drinks out of his locker, including a signature drink involving espresso and chocolate milk over ice that he calls a "Sledge-iatto". Yum.
mayhap: two baseball players celebrating (Hosmoose celebration)
HBO Partners with Major League Baseball to Promote Game of Thrones Season 7

Although I think A Song of Ice and Fire would pair better with American football, and not just because [Bad username or site: grrm @ livejournal.com"] posts about football weekly during the season. I really want an AU where all the provinces of Westeros have football teams, or possibly are football teams, and the plot of the entire series is translated into seasons of football games, but I don't understand football nearly well enough to actually write it even if I would ever finish it, which I wouldn't.

agonomancy

Feb. 26th, 2017 09:37 am
mayhap: Alex Gordon wearing his glove on top of his head (glovehat)
Spring training games, are, of course, completely meaningless scrimmages with no bearing on anything, except when my team wins one, in which case they are clear portents of a successful season.
mayhap: watercolor star over a hill (le plus beau et le plus triste paysage)
I had something running through my head about how I felt about sports teams like Rudyard Kipling felt about dogs—they're just so gosh-darned adorable that I keep adopting them, knowing full well that mostly what they do is break your heart.

What I had in mind was injuries, trades, and playoff losses, though. Not this: Royals pitcher Yordano Ventura dies in Dominican Republic vehicle crash at age 25. It's the saddest fucking thing.
mayhap: Tezuka looks disappointed (eyes closed)
Mariners getting OF Jarrod Dyson for RHP Nathan Karns

I fucking hate this trade. It doesn't make emotional sense or baseball sense. It does cut payroll, though, which is the only thing David Glass cares about this offseason, apparently. I mean, sure, you're replacing a guy who was insanely affordable for his production with a giant box of question marks, but at least they're cheap question marks! Piece by piece we're replacing our team identity with pieces of castoff trash. It's a good thing David Glass can't actually sell the 2015 championship or I'm sure that would be gone too.
mayhap: watercolor of a girl looking down (a face like a glass of water)
I am the luckiest Yuletider in the world! I got this long, perfect sequel to a book that is as obscure as it is beloved by me:

A House For Me (12120 words) by Anonymous
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: The Woman in the Wall - Patrice Kindl
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Anna Newland/F | Francis Albright
Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Growing Up, Chicago (City), romance between stepsiblings
Summary:

How Anna Newland made herself at home in Chicago.


And this delightful treat about my favorite baseball players:

Life On Line (1082 words) by Anonymous
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Baseball RPF
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Lorenzo Cain & Salvador Pérez
Characters: Lorenzo Cain, Salvador Pérez
Summary:

Salvy visits Lolo in the off-season. Lorenzo wishes he'd stop calling him that.


I just realized, reading both stories together, that the common thread running through all three of my requests was people being pushed outside of their comfort zones in various ways.

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