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Daily Archives: December 17, 2009

The Return of the Oft-Injured, On-Base Menace, Sweety-Pie, Baby-Face Nicky Johnson

Who didn’t like Nick Johnson? He was a good kid, a pleasant, chubby-cheekedguy with a sweet swing and a good glove. Larry Bowa’s nephew. The one who never could stay healthy. A nice Yankee that fell away. 

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Well, according to Ken Davidoff, he’s back, to the tune of one-year and five-and-a-half million. Why Johnson and not Godzilla Matsui? I can’t call it. Davidoff goes on to say that this surely spells the end of Johnny Damon in pinstripes. So no Matsui, no Damon, but Nick Johnson?

All I can think of is that noise that Scooby Doo used to make when he was confused, “BBBOORRPP?”

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It’s not that I’m unhappy to see Johnson back–I’ve always liked his game and he’ll make an ideal number 2 hitter behind Derek Jeter–but I wonder if he can stay healthy and more to the point, I wonder what else the Yanks have up their sleeve. Johnson alone is not enough. Or am I missing something?

Hmmmm.

Beat of the Day

They say I’m ugly but it just don’t faze me.

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This one was suggested by Diane. I always smile when I hear this record, just never tire of it (from back when Tupac was one of the Underground’s back-up singers).

And dig this, a fun mash-up that a friend of mine did, mixing Lovely Rita with the Humpty Beat.

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Powzers.

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Let it Reign

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Was Tim Raines a greater player than Roberto Clemente? Yes, according to Joe Posnanski who makes a case for Raines as a Hall of Famer.

The Return of Nick the Stick?

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M’eh, could be.

George King has the details.

The Play is the Thing

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The 1965 Juan Marichal-John Roseboro fight is the jumping point for a new one-man show by Roger Guenveur Smith, who received acclaim for his performance as Huey Newton several years ago. The play is reviewed today in the New York Times:

Mr. Smith does a kind of standup theater. (The show has no formal script.) It’s a high-wire act that frequently feels too free associative.

Mr. Smith can be a charming raconteur, smiling and chatting with the audience about the 1965 Dodgers team that included Maury Wills and Sandy Koufax. He can also have a full-tilt actorly intensity (so many tears!) that sometimes overwhelms the material, especially the personal reminiscences.

The bigger problem, though, is that Mr. Smith, who also directed, hasn’t been a ruthless enough editor. He mixes the resonant and the germane (Watts, his father’s business, being black in the ’60s) with bits that don’t quite fit (his recent personal history), and can overreach when trying to connect things. (The projections, by Marc Anthony Thompson, at times suffer from the same problem.)

But when Mr. Smith returns to Roseboro and Marichal, “Juan and John” picks up. Easily inhabiting each man, Mr. Smith shows what a good actor he can be and reminds us what a good story he has to tell. The two eventually patched things up, and when Marichal, who had been kept out of the Hall of Fame because of the incident, calls Roseboro to tell him that he’s finally made it in, Mr. Smith’s tears hit home.

The concept is interesting enough, but this sounds just like the kind of theater experience that reminds me why I generally don’t cotton to one-man performances–just too much self-indulgence for me. I could be wrong, who knows? If anyone sees the show, drop me an e-mail and let me know what you think.

News Update – 12/17/09

Today’s update is powered by a classic holiday novelty song:

This isn’t a lifetime achievement award; Rivera’s cutter is about as consistently good and destructive as any pitch anyone has seen. Somehow, the pitch has showed zero signs of age. The 92-to-94 mph cutter still treats lefties’ bats like dry twigs with right-to-left movement suitable for a slider and velocity more appropriate for a fastball. It’s not “see ball, hit ball” as much as it is “see ball, pretend ball exists four inches away, swing at air, hopefully hit ball.” Simply put, the human brain cannot react quickly enough to adjust for the lateral movement. The pitch’s most dominant stretch of the Pitch f/x era came in July of this past season, when Rivera threw the patented cutter 141 times and didn’t give up a single hit, with only two balls leaving the infield.

See you Monday!

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