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Hall of Fame catcher and all-around good guy Gary Carter has died of cancer, according to a tweet by New York Times columnist Richard Sandomor. He was 57.

Carter, who played for the Giants in 1990, was a true ambassador of the game.

Back in the days before fantasy baseball, I grew up playing Strat-O-Matic with my friends, and Carter (who was a Montreal Expo then) was one of those guys I always wanted to “draft” on my team.

He came up with the Expos after being selected in the third round of the 1972 draft and spent his first 11 years in Montreal. He eventually played for the Mets (1985-’89) and Dodgers (1991), too.

I remember Carter being the runner-up to Giants pitcher John Montefusco in the 1975 NL Rookie of the Year voting following a season in which he batted .270 with 17 HR and 68 RBI in 144 games.

But while The Count’s career soon fizzled, The Kid’s caught fire.

In 19 big league seasons, Carter batted .262/.335/.439 with 324 HR and 1,225 RBI. He smacked 20 or more home runs in a season nine different times. A good-hitting catcher with fantastic skills behind the plate, Carter hit .284 with 31 HR and 84 RBI as a 23-year-old. (Remind you of another young catcher who can hit, Giants fans?)

Carter was named to the National League All-Star team 11 times, won three Gold Gloves, and five Silver Slugger awards.

By the time Carter got around to playing in San Francisco, his skills had diminished. Still, he joined the likes of Brett Butler, Kevin Bass, Will Clark, Kevin Mitchell, Matt Williams, Robby Thompson, Jose Uribe, and ‘Big Daddy’ Rick Reuschel in the Giants’ Opening Day lineup in 1990.

Carter batted .254 with 9 HR and 27 RBI in just 92 games with the Giants that year. But, frankly, I didn’t care. I remember thinking how cool it was just to see him in the orange and black. He was riding into the sunset of a terrific, Hall of Fame-bound career. (For those of you too young to remember Gary’s days in San Francisco, think about how you felt when we got Randy Johnson for a year. It was a lot like that.)

The Culver City, Calif. native retired from baseball two years later with—who else?—the Expos. Like I said, Carter was definitely one of those throwback guys who understood team loyalty.

It took six tries, but he was finally inducted into the Hall of Fame in 2003, appearing on 387 out of 496 ballots (78 percent).

His plaque in Cooperstown reads:

As (Gary) Carter’s game improved, so did the fortunes of the (Monreal) Expos. Led by ‘The Kid,’ a nickname Carter acquired as a result of his youthful exuberance and ever-present smile, the team steadily improved from 107 losses in 1976 to back-to-back second place finishes in 1979 and 1980.

Carter was diagnosed with brain cancer eight months ago and his condition went from “brave to extremely grave” last month, according to Bill Madden of the New York Daily News.

An MRI showed several new spots where tumors had appeared and Carter had to cancel his appearance at his annual charity golf tournament.

Carter, a devout Christian, was quite the philanthropist. He established The Gary Carter Foundation and—according to its website—raised “over $622,000 toward charitable purposes, including $366,000 to local elementary schools for their reading programs.”

Carter is survived by his wife, Sandy and their three daughters, Christy, Kimmy and D.J. He will always be loved by fans like me, who got to see a true legend play.

Rest in peace, Mr. Carter.

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It’s a day for love and all that other mushy stuff, but this is a list of athletes who you’d want to avoid on Valentines Day! Who would make your list?

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Jose Canseco had a pretty creepy freakout on Twitter, showing an obsession toward pop star, Lady Gaga. Take a look at what the former MLB player tweeted:

I love lady gaga wish I could meet her .would marry her in a second

Lady gaga is the truth get use to it

Her song Judas is what we fight with everyday since we are born evil

I am her night in baseball armor

She is the queen

If that not’s creepy, I don’t know what is.

Josh has been writing since January 2009 and founded FootBasket in April 2009. He also owns the websites, Hardcourt Mayhem and Gridiron Mayhem. For a full bio, check out JoshDhani.com. Follow him on Twitter @JoshDhani

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As a Philadelphia Phillies fan, you can’t be too thrilled of Jason Werth leaving. But hey, I feel happy for the man signing a rich seven-year, $126 million deal with the Washington Nationals. Werth was in trade talks anyways during the season, so he was bound to leave anyways. But I appreciate what he has done for the Phillies’ franchise.

The 31-year-old took a big part in helping the Phillies win the World Series over the Tampa Bay Rays. Werth has spent four season with Philly and he batted .296 with 46 doubles, 27 home-runs, and 85 RBI’s.

“It kind of exemplifies phase two of the Washington Nationals’ process,” general manager Mike Rizzo said. “Phase one was scouting and player development, building the farm system. … Now it’s the time to go to the second phase and really compete for division titles and championships.”

The Nationals are becoming a huge rebuilding squad, already having two other young studs in pitching-phenom Stephen Strasburg and young phenom Bryce Harper. 

The Nationals haven’t had a winning season since 2003 when they were the Montreal Expos. With Adam Dunn leaving for a four-year, $65 million deal with the Chicago White Sox, the Nats needed some player like Werth. And now they got him.

New York Mets’ manager Sandy Alderson thinks Werth gets the better end of the deal.

“It makes some of our contracts look pretty good,” Alderson said. “That’s a long time and a lot of money. I thought they were trying to reduce the deficit in Washington.”

Agent Scott Boras likes the deal, too. 

“For Jayson this was a decision where he certainly wanted to know that this was a place that was not only going to take every step possible to sign young players in the draft, as they’ve exhibited, but also take steps a core system in the minor leagues and also take further steps and advance in the free-agent process so that he could be surrounded by quality major leaguers in addition to those already present in the Nationals organization,” Boras said.

Rizzo didn’t know if Werth would be officially signed or not until the announcement was made that the finalization was complete.

“We got the inside scoop on who the man is and who the person is,” Rizzo said. “Jim is a great judge of character and clubhouse presence. He was very flowery in his praise in Jayson on and off the field. He feels, like I feel, Jayson’s best days haven’t been had yet.”

Rizzo has been watching Werth play since he was in high school.

“I’ve been a fan of his lineage and his family,” Rizzo said.

I think this a great deal by Werth. He gets a good amount of money for a good term as he will be with a team that could be on the top very shortly.

By Josh Dhani

Josh has been writing since January 2009 and founded FootBasket in April 2009. He also owns the websites, Hardcourt Mayhem and Gridiron Mayhem. For a full bio, check out JoshDhani.com. Follow him on Twitter @JoshDhani

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By JR

The New York Yankees and franchise player Derek Jeter have been at a standstill in negotiations for a new contract. Is there really a possibility that Jeter doesn’t resign with the Yankees?
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By Bob Warja

SATIRE — Saying he was “extremely insulted,” New York Yankees captain Derek Jeter turned down a 10-year, $200 million offer from himself on Friday.

Jeter, who awarded himself a Gold Glove earlier this month, told the Associated Press that “the offer just doesn’t take into account all I’m worth to myself.”

“Look, I’m an icon, man. I’m a freaking brand!,” the Yankees shortstop screamed to no one in particular. “I’m very disappointed in me and will be giving myself a stern talking to. I mean, who the hell do I think I am anyway?”

The Yankees star was reportedly offered a miserly three-year, $45 million contract offer from the Yankees. Shortly afterword, GM Brian Cashman told Jeter that if he didn’t like it, he should test the market.

But it wasn’t long before his agent’s phone was ringing off the hook with calls for the Bombers player. “Sure, it was Derek himself that was calling, but it shows we called their bluff—Derek does have other options,” said Casey Close.

“And how can a guy named Cash-man expect us to believe he isn’t going to offer up whatever the hell we want anyway?”

Despite coming off his worst season statistically, Jeter allegedly compared himself with Babe Ruth in discussing his worth.

“Not true,” insisted Jeter. “Everyone knows the Babe couldn’t play shortstop.”

Pointing to rings on each finger of his left hand, Jeter went on to say, “How do you think the Yankees won all these freaking titles? You really think I had any help? Now I know how David Lee Roth must have felt.”

Upon being informed of the Yankees reluctance to give their long-time captain whatever he wants, MLB’s commissioner Bud Selig announced that an investigation was underway.

Selig suggested that the league may be forced to take drastic steps to prevent the Yankees from disgracing their legacy and indeed, the good name of baseball itself, by not re-signing Jeter to an eternal contract.

“I think he has earned the right to name his own terms. I mean, what’s next—Minka Kelly refusing to pretend to be engaged to Derek?”

Close said that reports that his client is looking for a six-year, $150 million deal are “erroneous and reckless.”

While he wouldn’t put an exact dollar value on it, Close did imply that if the Yankees really wanted to make Jeter happy, they would help him achieve his goal of becoming “the all-being master of time, space and dimension.”

“Actually,” added Close, “I wish the damn Yankees would just stay the hell out of the negotiations, to be honest with you.”

Josh has been writing since January 2009 and founded FootBasket in April 2009. He also owns the websites, Hardcourt Mayhem and Gridiron Mayhem. For a full bio, check out JoshDhani.com. Follow him on Twitter @JoshDhani

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By Matt Paone

The New York Mets are in yet another difficult offseason, following yet another disappointing regular season. There has been way to many times where the Mets disappoint their fan base and hopefully themselves. Do not be fooled and think everything will change in just one off season, turning the Mets franchise as a whole around might take several seasons. However there is always that chance that a couple right moves in the offseason and one might get that quick fix and be a playoff contender yet again, like the 2010 Atlanta Braves.

There are five moves that the Mets should make this offseason to have a chance of contending for a playoff spot in 2011.

1) Do not trade David Wright or Jose Reyes. Reyes and Wright are not the problems that the Mets have; it is the supporting cast around them. They both are franchise type players that you can build winning teams around, hence 2006-2008. Yes, they might have choked in 2007 and 2008 but they were still in a position to do something.

2) Sign John Buck. Buck will bring a veteran presence to play some catcher. Buck and Thole could battle it out for the everyday catcher position. Another scenario would be just having Buck and Thole platoon at the position, Thole bats against right handed pitchers while Napoli bats against left hander pitchers. Buck is a proven power hitter considering his position. He would definitely be a welcomed addition to the Mets organization.

3) Sign a starting pitcher; maybe Hideki Kuroda, Jon Garland, or Kevin Correia. These pitchers are not ace material but they could be dependable number three pitcher that the Mets could use. Currently if everyone was healthy their starting rotation would look something like this; Johan Santana, Mike Pelfrey, R.A. Dickey, John Niese, and maybe Jenrry Mejia. They would be better suited putting Mejia in the minors for 2011 and let him develop. The rotation would have better depth which is always a must in the long baseball season.

4) A) Try to sign Brandon Webb to a high incentive based deal. Webb is a former CY award winner but is coming off severe injuries the past two years. He is a capable of being a front line starter in any rotation and for the right price is definitely worth the risk. Maybe a 5 to 7 million dollar base deal with an innings incentive to bring it closer to 10 million for the year.

B) Sign Kerry Wood. Wood is a free agent after spending this year with the Indians and Yankees. He will be a terrific set up man who can handle the pressures of New York as he proved this year with the Yankees. Wood could also try to earn the closer job if Francisco Rodriguez pitches poorly or if the Mets decide to trade Rodriguez during the season.

5) Keep Luis Castillo unless you can find a team who will trade for him. Castillo is under contract for this year so even if the Mets do release him they will still have to pay him and won’t gain anything from releasing him. However if you can find some team that has a player with another bad contract make the deal in a heartbeat. One player that the Mets should inquire on is Gil Meche from the Kansas City Royals. Maybe a one for one swap of the players or Castillo and a low level prospect in return for Meche. Meche would have the chance to help the Mets out in the rotation or out of the bullpen.

Josh has been writing since January 2009 and founded FootBasket in April 2009. He also owns the websites, Hardcourt Mayhem and Gridiron Mayhem. For a full bio, check out JoshDhani.com. Follow him on Twitter @JoshDhani

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A day doesn’t pass without a society raving about what sort of flowers Martha Stewart planted in her garden, what the future holds for the outrageous and craziness of Lindsay Lohan, or whether it’s relevant to elect baseball’s top phenom to start in the All-Star Game.

It’s another debate, I suppose, an endless fuss revolving around Stephen Strasburg, 21, the gifted right-hander who has a lethal fastball, a nasty slurve, a mean curveball and a hitless changeup.

It feels like baseball is amid a resuscitating stage, the one moment we never imagined in the wicked era of baseball, an age known as the Steroid Era.

This is the beginning of a renaissance, putting aside all the deceptiveness and torment that stained credibility with all the malign and insults, slowly ruining the purity of a commendable sport.

As the midsummer classic approaches, we are accustomed to Strasburg’s imposing debut when he almost completed the perfecto by finishing with no walks and 14 strikeouts at Nationals Park, the spacious creation that opened last season.

His presence alone sells out a crowd, watching for the improbable, gazing at his spectacular performances, and cheering on a triumphant mound appearance, to brace the future and savior of the Washington Nationals.

All this hype has evoked a sense of flirtation in baseball, impelling conversations near the water cooler within the workplaces and jacking up television ratings instantly for the 100-mph fastball that Strasburg throws effectively, able to influence viewers with his unbelievable flame throwers.

And if he continues to throw charmingly from the mound, he could someday run for president, be elected in office, and reside on Pennsylvania Avenue at the White House, a luxurious estate in the town of the nation’s capital.


He essentially darkens the facades, during a decade when drug emporiums tainted clubhouses and when Bud Selig, an irresponsible commissioner, was apathetic in asserting a performance-enhancing drug raid.

But it’s a fair assessment for the good people to elect Strasburg into the All-Star Game, a unique commodity that seems rare in sports. In addition, he has earned the credit to be worshipped as a premier pitcher of the league, currently with a 2.27 ERA and 48 strikeouts in five starts.

More importantly, he should be named as the starter in the midsummer classic, an exhibition for the fans that features the greatest and popular players in the game.

If this is a game for the fans, upon seeing well-deserving stars snubbed and disrespected by the fans selections, its only rationale that he should be participating in the upcoming festivities.

And if he isn’t voted in, it’s a travesty that will change how we judge the disorganized sport, bothered with ruthless calamity and empty seating in the majority of ballparks.

It is, at last, revising as a family event and an afternoon outing at the ballpark when the average family is willing to enjoy a three-hour game, despite all the deceit and controversy that positioned the facet of the league.

But in the name of Strasburg, there’s a concept that baseball is on the verge of making progress and visualizing aspiration in the growth and emergence of the sensational Strasburg.


This development is gratifying exposure as he has ballooned as the main attraction, putting all the ills to rest and restoring positivity among an attenuated sport. He was unbelievable in the minor leagues, and pitched in a historic major-league debut, releasing evidence that he really belongs in the midsummer festivities.

In a way, he’s the best young prospect we’ve seen in a long time and his popularity has skyrocketed since lifting the atmosphere within a helpless franchise.

All we care about is witnessing the best athletes polish in the game fans cast their votes, waiting for their favorite stars to dazzle at a moment the fans are watching closely after selecting well-suited players. If this is a game to appease the fans, on a night when all the top-tier sluggers and pitchers represents their franchises and features at the same ballpark, then shouldn’t the fans implore that the majors add Strasburg to the list of all-stars?

It’s fair, not to mention that he’s the hottest prospect in the game, that he’s worthy of starting in the midsummer meeting during the All-Star break, a moment the prize-winning players are represented.

Although it’s believed that he had an excellent first-half of the season and have became the focus of attention, drawing all the viewers across the country, he’s been ignored because he is still considered unproven after he merely pitched for the first-half of the season with no postseason experience.

This is a modern time when none of it matters, as a legion of pitchers and sluggers have appeared in the All-Star game without having any postseason experience. Whether you find it unanimous or not, it’s a no-brainer that he’s fittingly worthy of starting in the much-publicity setting, even though he pitched in the big leagues for less than a month.

But I’d like to speculate that it will invoke a controversy and would be considered an insult to the participants. If nothing else, he merits a spot on the NL roster with the big-name stars, proving to be a prolific name in the first-half.

It’s very telling that he’s the most inspiring recipe in the majors, shifting the texture of a sport upstaged by football and basketball, and appeases the population with his artful mechanics that has been a resource in consolidating reliance and trustworthiness.

There’s a written rule stating that every team must have a player representing their franchise which means Ryan Zimmerman, who is having an outstanding season and the frontrunner for the Nationals by hitting a mere .290 with 13 homers and 37 RBIs, shouldn’t be the top choice as fans and voters must turn the favor to Strasburg.

In the yesteryears, the majors have tried to resuscitate the relevancy of the midsummer classic, but it’s a game weakened and ignored each summer, despite adding implications to the event and made it meaningful unlike before when it was viewed as a pointless showpiece.

But if Strasburg’s name is suddenly announced as a starter and participant, he could make an immediate impact on the event and be a remedy in baseball.

He may provide the importance and excitement, but he’s on pace to appear in at least 10 All-Star Games in the future, if he isn’t entitled to a bid. By all accounts, given that he hasn’t pitched an entire first-half, he’s not being anointed as much as Ubaldo Jimenez and David Price, a pair of skillful stars with monstrous numbers and proven attributes.

But either way, a national audience desires witnessing the hottest and best athlete at the time or a young prospect, and that happens to be Strasburg.

As we debate whether he belongs in the game, I’d say he gets my vote.

Josh has been writing since January 2009 and founded FootBasket in April 2009. He also owns the websites, Hardcourt Mayhem and Gridiron Mayhem. For a full bio, check out JoshDhani.com. Follow him on Twitter @JoshDhani

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The reality of the Dodgers purchasing space on nearly 300 billboards around the Los Angeles basin before the beginning of the season advertising a renewed rivalry in baseball, one known as the East vs. West rivalry dating back to the purist era of baseball, was for relieving traditionally the most dramatic rivalry in America’s pastime.

A legion of old timers, such as the elderly folks, still can recall 11 World Series meetings involving the Los Angeles Dodgers and the New York Yankees, each with a combined 33 titles and endless postseason drama. Back then, of course, the series were masterful performances as Hollywood vs. Broadway compelled a glamorous and a seductive landscape in sports.

While the Dodgers and the Yankees meet in the newborn era of the famous clash from the old-school days, a rational supposition is that the Los Angeles billboards earlier in the season were mistakenly written incorrectly. The slogan pronounced “Rivalry Renewed,” but would have been easier to decipher if the signs had stated “Torre vs. A-Rod in a Heated Feud.”

It was known all along that this was the most appealing interleague meeting this season, a dream competition the world desired to see deeply in the fall classic last season. But it’s not charming because of the wonderful memories or everlasting drama—perhaps the most drama involves Dodgers manager Joe Torre and Yankees third baseman Alex Rodriguez.

With all the Dodgers drama, as the payroll has massively decreased due to a messy feud and divorce between owner Frank and Jamie McCourt, the obsolete trauma isn’t disappearing anytime soon. The inconvenience dents a renowned franchise with troubles centering the fraudulent and sleazy Manny Ramirez that has become a disruption within a franchise once respected for incredibly winning the World Series in 1988.


Lately, the talk of the town evokes further disruptions, at least it has this weekend when Rodriguez came along with the Yankees for a three-game series in Los Angeles. It’s impossible for the Dodgers to downplay and keep the truth hidden.

The Dodgers welcomed the Yankees for an emotional reunion at Dodgers Stadium, when Torre reunited and reminisced with his former players without shaking hands and exchanging modest words with Rodriguez, which inflamed a ruckus more enormous than McCourt’s long-suffering divorce.

As he tries protecting his unstable credibility after he paid a staggering $19 million in court fees, Torre tries to avoid reporters as he expects to hear answers about his broken bond with Rodriguez. For the first time, there’s a sense that an irreparable relationship between Torre and Rodriguez is fixed, that their issues and disputes are behind them, finally in position to show remorse and move on.

If so, it’s a remedy for what had transpired in the past, ever since Torre was offered an ultimatum by general manager Brian Cashman and Hank Steinbrenner, who is notoriously known for threatening managers and mismanaging employees’ status. Just so you know The Boss fired Billy Martin five times.

He is the most respected and beloved skipper who now sits in the Dodgers dugouts, summoning relievers and deciding the starting rotation. From New York to California, he migrated to the Hollywood stage when he was targeted by the Dodgers general manager Ned Coletti, who hurried and hired the brilliant Torre to fill the managerial vacancy in Los Angeles.


He quickly adapted to the sunny and clear skies of Los Angeles, soaking in his refreshing restart near the beaches, a scenery which he avoided headaches and stress. Having been pressured to reach certain standards and an agenda, he was the most polarizing baseball manager in New York and had to work under a dictating and stubborn-minded Steinbrenner family.

No one questions the Yankees agenda in attempting to win a World Series every year, but we were curious to know why exactly Torre was fired after 12 seasons, leading the Yanks to 12 postseason appearances and won six pennants and four World Series. Meanwhile, he and Rodriguez ended a pity feud by resolving the messy turmoil Sunday evening in Los Angeles.

If someone had admitted before the season that A-Rod and Torre wouldn’t reconcile, we wouldn’t had witnessed Rodriguez encounter Torre near the batting cage before Sunday’s game. When the Yankees took the field and were in the middle of pregame workouts, they hugged, talked briefly and shook hands.

He clearly was amiable during the conversation. He hung on to Rodriguez’s hand. And his former third baseman smiled. First time since the ugly separation, both realized how insane and babyish it was holding grudges and having ill-humored outlooks.

Seven home runs away from 600, he amended his problems with his former manger Torre, who’ll turn 70 three weeks from now, putting the spiteful book to rest, “The Yankee Years,” a detailed narrative that revealed the true colors of Rodriguez. A few years ago, he was arrogantly seen at parties and was irresponsible, barely performing at a consistent level.

Instead, he underachieved and faltered in the postseason by finishing hitless and useless, but earned an enormous paycheck from the highest market with the richest payroll. That prompted Torre to lash out in his book a year ago, when he boldly stated that A-Rod was identified as “A-Fraud” in the Yankees’ clubhouse and had an envious persona of the well-known, beloved face of the Yanks Derek Jeter. It wasn’t pretty after departing from the Yankees to start a livelihood at Chavez Ravine, but at least now it feels as if there are no harsh feelings.

“He came over and he was who he always is,” Torre said to reporters. “It was never uncomfortable with Alex. I just told him again, I said, ‘I hope you got my message about sort of getting that monkey off of your back.’

“He’s a good kid. He’s a good kid and, to me, I think too much is always made of this stuff. I think we know in our hearts what goes on.”

For the entire weekend, it was very eccentric when he exchanged hugs, handshakes and friendly words with Jeter, Jorge Posada and Mariano Rivera, future Hall of Famers who played under Torre during his 12-year tenure and were accustomed to his presence.

Every player with long tenures who are still wearing pinstripes misses Torre, but understands that baseball is a business as the Yankees normally make offseason moves to overhaul a rotation and batting order and minimize failures, erecting around big-name players by pampering them with a huge salary.

The good news is that Torre and A-Rod found a remedy for all their issues. But the bad news is that the Dodgers blew a four-run lead in the ninth as the Yankees surged for the shocking 8-6 win in a mind-blowing comeback.

More importantly, Torre and A-Rod put the rift behind them.

Josh has been writing since January 2009 and founded FootBasket in April 2009. He also owns the websites, Hardcourt Mayhem and Gridiron Mayhem. For a full bio, check out JoshDhani.com. Follow him on Twitter @JoshDhani

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When an umpire blows a call to stifle Detroit’s Armando Galarraga and the 21st perfect game in major league history, hijacking and wrecking much of an impeccable mark in sports, then we assume that a fraudulent sport may be rigged or even the worst call in Major League Baseball history.

Upon glancing at instant replay, veteran umpire Jim Joyce blundered a call when he ruled Cleveland’s Jason Donald safe with two out in the ninth inning of a near-perfect conclusion.

There’s no reason to argue that it was one of the worst calls ever, an error on an umpire who rarely botches a decisive play at first base.

The best way to describe an erroneous misunderstanding is that Joyce was confounded and certainly hadn’t noticed a mistaken call that would have been overturned if the majors extended and enforced instant replay.

It’s certainly a modernized and a refined game, unlike 20 years ago when the development of technology was limited, including DVR or review booths.

But now, a foolish and heavy discussion is heard quite often in the majors, regarding gaffes that ruin integrity and pride within a sport once known as a well-respected event.

It’s clear that baseball is stuck in usual turmoil, on the brink of destruction, whether it relates to asinine walk-off celebrations, performance-enhancers, or poor calls.

These days, we point our fingers at commissioner Bud Selig, the unsettled man in charge of the shame that has ruptured the reputation of baseball.

He hasn’t been a strict enforcer or advocate in declaring instant replay, and refused to institute it for debatable home run shots that normally resulted in disputable evidence.

He’s the biggest embarrassment in sports, failing to take pride and stricter measures in an unhinged league, and allows players so much latitude.

And what has happened over the years is that players’ insidious nature tricked and deceived Selig, a man in denial of imposing stricter boundaries for shams and con artists who are disloyal and violate the drug policy by using performing-enhancing drugs to improve their performance level.

If he has yet to declare reliable drug testing, then what makes you think he’ll demand instant reviews of a mistaken call?

Indeed, it was costly and humiliatingly, an awful call Wednesday night, perhaps a bad one we’ll never forget as Galarraga was on pace for recording perfection.

The problem hatching in baseball remains whether the calls are accurate or inaccurate, but the only way to determine the proper outcome is by remodeling tradition a bit and expanding the use of instant replay.


This lingering issue is beyond simplicity, but outrageous in such a way that baseball refuses to employ technology. It’s surprising that he had sense enough to insist he’d deliberate on expanding instant replay to eliminate blown calls.

It’s never too late to contemplate on rectifying a continuing crisis, but eventually he must awaken and snap out of his absent-minded habits to virtually avoid misunderstood ruling that can change the dynamics of a game.

He should be aware that umpires aren’t perfect in getting the calls correct, and if the game happens to be on the line, it may cost a club a much-needed win.

The human errors rationalize that Joyce has a tougher task, making sure calls are perfect as possible to grasp a consensus proposal as to which player is treated fairly and earns a moderate call.

If baseball utilizes replay more regularly, the average no-call would be corrected as most would be reversed and ruled out, while others would indicate that he outran the late throw, advancing to first base safely without needing to guess whether he made it safely or fell short of beating the out.

Maybe this is something Selig could consider to lessen the incompatible observations, mangling the beauty of baseball.

Between the episodes of steroids battering the league and instant replay expansions, the majors have a greater dilemma, currently taking away the gratifying aspects of possible no-hitters, perfect games, or even worst a probable win.

For all the plights, this may either inflict Selig to endorse and adore the availability of review booths and big screen televisions, which provides evidence in subsequently rescinding an implausible call, akin to the horrendous call that Joyce presumed was the right call.

In what was a disastrous judgment, it delayed a historic milestone and stopped Galarraga’s perfect outing on the mound.

He wasn’t sagacious in a regular-season event, but instead was obtuse in realizing he cost Galarraga a chance to engrave a page in the history book, all because a call wasn’t reversed in the expense of his relentless location and command on the mound to secure a 3-0 win.

In contrast, other leagues accept the availability of technology that has taken over the modern age.

But it’s obvious that Mr. Selig is comfortable with constituting his own rules and still lives in the old school days.

In other words, he likes having it his way. If he wanted, he’ll be a suitable CEO in running Burger King, a fast food corporation in which he could have it his way.

If he wishes to reestablish credibility within a battered league or attract a large audience to once again be intrigued to a commonplace sport, then in relation to the other leagues, he needs to insert instant replay and modernize the game.

Long ago, the NFL instituted instant replay after lingering debates caused much hysteria, eventually grasping a clear understanding that human error sabotaged fate as a majority of the calls were ruled as indisputable evidence.

What? That’s similar to what the majors are confronting, doomed of all the unsure and botched errors.

Maybe one day, Selig will wake up and smell the steaming coffee.

But he hasn’t awakened from his long years of rest, still asleep on the job without waking up and realizing the league is affronting a terrible nightmare.

It’s obvious that he needs a wakeup call.

Josh has been writing since January 2009 and founded FootBasket in April 2009. He also owns the websites, Hardcourt Mayhem and Gridiron Mayhem. For a full bio, check out JoshDhani.com. Follow him on Twitter @JoshDhani

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