And the only reason we’re limiting it to 1972 is because that’s what we have documented. In Harry Caray’s own diary, in which he kept a record of his bar visits and in which he tucked his receipts. All of that was reported in wonderful detail by Neil Steinberg of the Chicago Sun-Times yesterday. The interviews and anecdotes with some of his drinking companions make the story.
The reason Caray kept the record appears to be tied up in his business arrangements with the White Sox, for whom he worked at the time. His compensation was tied to attendance at Comiskey Park and thus going out, glad-handing and getting people to come to White Sox games was a business expense for the man. If you want to take those deductions, you gotta keep your receipts, right? That’s the sober, er, I mean prudent thing to do.
Of course, it’s entirely possible — I’d say probable — that Caray would’ve been out in heavy rotation like this even if he wasn’t doing so for business reasons. Word on the street has it that, on occasion, Caray liked to have a drink or two.
Giants starter Ty Blach thought he had a one-out single in the bottom of the third inning of Wednesday afternoon’s game in San Francisco, but Rockies third baseman Nolan Arenado had other ideas. Arenado ranged to his left and dove. The ball began to skip away from him, but Arenado quickly re-grabbed the ball, spun around from his knees and whipped a throw across the diamond. He fell on his back like a turtle that had been flipped over as the out on Blach was recorded.
Arenado had also given the Rockies their 2-0 lead in the top of the first inning with a two-run single. He finished 2-for-4 with two RBI on the afternoon. On the season, he’s hitting .294/.346/.547 with 15 home runs, 61 RBI, and 50 runs scored in 348 plate appearances.
Stephen J. Nesbitt and Steph Chambers of the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette have an enthralling report involving umpire John Tumpane. On Wednesday afternoon, prior to the game in Pittsburgh between the Rays and Pirates, Tumpane had finished a run and lunch. As he was crossing the Roberto Clemente Bridge just outside of PNC Park, he noticed a woman climb over the bridge’s railing above the Allegheny River.
Tumpane was worried and headed towards the woman. What began was an act of heroism. He started a conversation with the woman, who said, “I just wanted to get a better look of the city from this side,” and then said, “I’m better off on this side. Just let me go.”
Tumpane refused to let her go. He had his arms wrapped around her and spoke words of encouragement until police and paramedics arrived. As the woman was being put into the ambulance, Tumpane asked for her name and prayed for her. He said he hopes to reconnect with her before he leaves town for the next series. He called it an “interesting afternoon.”
The recap here doesn’t do Chambers and Nesbitt’s reporting justice, so please head over to the Post-Gazette to read the full story.
In a sport in which home plate umpires are some of the only ones wearing caged masks, it’s easy to forget that they are human beings, too. We curse at them for making calls that go against our teams, but they can be capable of greatness, too. Tumpane certainly showed that on Wednesday.