Meanwhile, in New York:
Actually, not that hard to wrap my head around at all. There are now several more Yankees players on the team thanks to expanded rosters and the space in the Yankees clubhouse, however copious, is finite. That and the fact that A-Rod’s locker is not some ancient Indian burial ground upon which no one dare tread. Probably.
I guess this is just a preview for next year when someone gets Jeter’s locker. Unless of course it is called up and out of this world in some sort of rapture situation come the first of October.
Bob Timmermann of the Portable Griddle keeps track of each team being eliminated each year. He calls it his MLB Death Watch. Today is is first installment. Hope you’re enjoying the last (technically) meaningful baseball of the season, Rangers fans, because it could be all over tonight:
Bob notes that the Rangers will be mathematically eliminated from postseason play tonight if they lose to the Royals and the Tigers beat Cleveland.
Bring out your dead. Starting tonight, maybe.
My brother used to like to go through old junkyards, because he was convinced that if he looked under the seats of an old rusted out junker he’d find a 1952 Mickey Mantle card or something. I used to tell him he was crazy, and maybe he was. But he was adamant that if you looked hard enough through junk, you’d eventually find treasure. I don’t know if he ever will, but you have to admire his optimism.
And maybe it’s warranted optimism. Because a lot of baseball memorabilia, knickknacks, oddities and collectibles have basically vanished. Today at Fox’s JABO, Erik Malinowski writes about several of them that have simply vanished. Things like The homer run ball Bill Mazerowski hit in the 1960s World Series. Joe Jackson’s admission in the Black Sox scandal. Even a giant statue of Babe Ruth:
It is these little moments, the moments that go beyond sheer happenstance and more toward outright serendipity, that make the history of baseball so richly compelling. And when you stop and consider that there is a whole other layer of lost knowledge that doesn’t make it into most of the mainstream books, that’s when you realize that any time you open a dusty trunk and rummage through a backwoods yard sale, there’s always that one-in-a-million chance you’ll stumble upon something greater.
Maybe the Ruth statue wouldn’t fit in a dusty trunk or under the seats of a car in a junkyard, but the idea still holds. Good read.
Periodically the gambling/oddsmaking website Bovada sends out the odds for various baseball things. Playoff and World Series chances. Awards odds. Things like that. Today they sent one with World Series odds and postseason awards odds.
The odds to win the World Series break down like you’d expect. At the moment the Angels are the favorites at 5/1. The team with the least chance but for which Bovada still calculates odds is the Padres at 500/1. Everyone else has been taken off the board.
But the most fun set of odds comes for the NL Awards:
Anyone wanna make an argument to the contrary?