1. November 11, 2011

    My Reason For Thanksgiving And Hope

    On Wednesday I had the great privilege to sit down the the Colt’s President, Bill Polian, in his office for about an hour and a half.

    We talked baseball, football, coaching, kids and leadership. I had met him once before but appreciated his generosity and relaxed nature. We sat on a chair and couch in front of his desk and exchanged stories and shared a lot of laughs. He also gave me a lot of great advise which I’ll share later.

    I must say however, it’s a bit surreal when the day before he’s meeting with the President of the Cubs and he’s referring to Joe Paterno, Marv Levy and Tony LaRussa like we’re all buddies. He’s won the NFL’s Executive of the Year award six times and will most certainly be in the Hall of Fame.

    So in a very disappointing year for the Colts, it’s still important to remember that even if the Golden Era for the Colts has passed (and I don’t believe it has), it WAS a Golden Era similar to the Big Red Machine of the 70’s and the New York baseball era in the 50’s with Willy Mays, Mickey Mantle and Duke Snyder. We’ve had the great pleasure to watch history up close.

    And even though we wish they would have gone undefeated and won another Super Bowl or two, the journey was worth it primarily because all of the men on the field who represented our great city and state, did us proud. From Jeff Saturday to Reggie Wayne to and especially Payton Manning, they have been great role models; examples of how to be a good teammate and leader. They didn’t have the lapses in judgement that have plagued other players, teams and organizations. They have been humble, supportive and heavily invested in the community and for that we should all say thanks.

    In paraphrasing Dr. Seuss, “don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened”. As for the future? Stay positive. While I don’t know if Payton will play or stay. I don’t know if Andrew Luck is in the wings or what lies ahead for that matter. But the reason for my optimism is knowing that a great (not perfect), system is in place and it represents my state in a way that makes me proud.

    While we will all forever love the “thrill of victory” and hate the “agony of defeat”, rest assured better days are ahead for this franchise, if for no other reason than because a Polian is on the job.


  2. November 2, 2011

    The Science Of Baseball: What Is The Fastest A Pitcher Can Throw?

    By Hank Campbell

    Unless you are a true baseball fan, you have probably never heard of Bob Feller. Maybe you have heard of Nolan Ryan. They were classic power pitchers. They threw hard and they threw for strikes.

    Even if you are a baseball fan, unless you live and breathe the Detroit Tigers, you have probably never heard of Joel Zumaya.

    Right. Who? While playing in the American League Championship in 2006, he threw a fastball clocked at 104.8 MPH, the fastest in history. How can a guy who threw that fast not be on the cover of every Wheaties box in the civilized world? Because the following year he was 1-4 with a 4.28 ERA; hardly the stuff of legends.

    In two months, a 20-year old from San Diego State named Stephen Strasburg could shatter the draft pick signing bonus record by securing as much as $15 million guaranteed, handily beating the $10.5 million those zany Chicago Cubs gave pitcher Mark Prior from USC in 2001. Why? Because Strasburg has been clocked at 103 MPH and hits 101 quite often. 103 is something only officially done by two other players in history, both of them in the major leagues.(1) That’s not supposed to be done by college kids and it’s part of what makes baseball superior to football or basketball, where you can quit college and be an All-Star your first year in the pro leagues. Baseball success is an elusive mistress – but she returns your phone call promptly if you throw 103 MPH.

    Why is it so difficult? Is there a cap on how fast a ball can be thrown?(2) The awesome power of physics is going to answer that, just like we discussed the physics of a moving baseball and the farthest home run ever hit.

    First, let’s be practical about how blazing fast 104 MPH is. A 90 MPH fastball, the go-to pitch and speed for the top echelon of pitchers, is travelling at 132 feet per second. Since the ball is closer to the batter when it is released and because the batter is in the middle of the plate depth, we are really only talking about 55 feet to see a pitch rather than just over 60. That means the batter has .4167 seconds to react. Boosting that speed to 104 is bordering on unthinkable to hit (3) but it explains why a lot of pitchers can be so successful without triple-digit speed.

    So if we know exceptional humans can pitch 95 MPH and up, we at least have some ranges to work with, just like we know a human will likely never run a 30 second mile – there are physical limits to the possible. Basically, it takes energy to throw a ball.

    We discussed drag forces on a ball before and we know that at the moment of release a ball has about 1/6th horsepower of energy. A horsepower-second is the energy of a 1 HP motor running for 1 second, which would lift 550 lbs. one foot.

    If a throw takes .11 seconds that means an average force on the ball of 12 lbs. – a mean acceleration equivalent to 40 G’s. Yep, 40 times gravity. So a pitcher is transmitting power of 1.5 horsepower to the ball but his body is also in motion, the total power is more like 3 HP. It takes 20 lbs. of muscle to generate 1 HP so 3 HP is obviously impossible using just a human upper body. This is why pitchers talk about the importance of leg strength(4) – 60 lbs. of muscle has to come from somewhere.

    Is there a demon in the air at 105 MPH?

    So back to how fast a pitcher can throw. In my favorite movie, The Right Stuff, some engineers and pilots in the late 1940s felt like the sound barrier was a hard limit to airplane speed – the plane would come apart if you tried to go beyond. Yet Chuck Yeager broke that sound ‘barrier’ in late 1947 (5) and from then on records got broken time and again.

    So is there a sound barrier, a demon in the sky, for baseball, or do we just need a Chuck Yeager?

    Maybe there is a demon. Or at least a body barrier. Like I mentioned in Note 4, there is a lot of energy in stored tendons at the mid-point of throwing a baseball. Glenn Fleisig, a biomechanical engineer who studies pitching at the American Sports Medicine Institute in Birmingham, Ala., subjected cadaver elbows to increasing amounts of rotational force. His experiments showed that an average person’s ulnar collateral ligament (UCL – the part that connects the the humerus and ulna in the elbow) breaks at about 80 Newton-meters. The torque on an elite pitcher’s elbow when he throws a fastball? About 80 Newton-meters. So pitchers are already doing things that would destroy a normal person’s arm.

    So unlike running or swimming, there hasn’t been a huge leap in pitching speed because pitchers were already pretty good decades ago but, like we have discussed in previous articles, conditions that impact the ball help.

    We established that a fastball is faster in Denver. If Stephen Strasburg, the fireballer from San Diego State, makes the majors and continues to grow in strength the way previous major league pitchers have done, playing in Denver with a 30 MPH wind at his back could have him throw a pitch at 110 MPH. One of those records, like Joe DiMaggio’s hitting streak, that would be very tough to beat until we start putting tennis rackets on the shoulders of baseball players.

    Here, just for fun, are four types of pitches you can throw to get you out of most pick-up games you come across on your way home – with your dignity intact. Fastball, a 2-seam fastball, a curveball and a (circle) changeup. Just don’t generate too much torque.

    NOTES:

    (1) In fairness to Bob Feller, radar guns did not exist when he pitched. In fairness to common sense, being clocked at ‘104 MPH’ because they used a motorcycle going that fast is not really going to be considered scientifically valid.

    Ted Williams, arguably one of the best batting eyes in the history of the game, who faced Bob Feller and numerous others, instead said Steve Dalkowski was the fastest pitcher ever. If you’ve never heard of him, it’s because he had a career record of 46-80 and a 5.59 ERA – in the minor leagues. So speed is not everything. However, should you happen to like great baseball anecdotes, here are some Dalkowski gems:

    * He was once pulled in the second inning of a game because he had already thrown 120 pitches.
    * He once hit a batter in the head so hard the ball rebounded to second base (that’s over 127 feet).
    * In one game, three of his wild pitches penetrated the backstop screen which is supposed to protect fans.
    * He once threw a ball through the outfield fence to win a bet.

    They tried to measure his speed at the Army Proving Ground in Aberdeen, Md. but he had to throw the ball through a metal box about the size of home plate, through which a laser was being beamed, and couldn’t hit the target. There was also no mound there but the consensus among people who watched him play in games said he threw 115 MPH in actual pitching conditions. Unfortunately, he hurt his elbow fielding a bunt in an exhibition game in 1963 and was never the same – he also never got to play in the major leagues.

    (2) Let’s hope it’s not 160 MPH, as in George Plimpton’s The Curious Case of Sidd Finch. His catcher had to practice by snaring balls dropped out of the Goodyear blimp, so they could reach terminal velocity. Plimpton’s Sports Illustrated article on the matter came out April 1, 1985, the kind of April Fool’s prank most of us only dream about.

    (3) Unthinkable to some. Joe DiMaggio and Ted Williams had ridiculously great batting eyes. As much as modern fans want to hiss at Barry Bonds because of steroids allegations, there is no doubt his batting eye is in the top 10 in history. But Stan Musial, who would be as famous as Joe DiMaggio if he hadn’t played in a small market like St. Louis, once told a rookie the secret to batting was hitting the top third of the ball if he wanted a grounder, the middle third if he wanted a line drive and the bottom third if he wanted to pop it up. Clearly Stan Musial was not using eyeballs the way ordinary players, much less regular people, do.

    (4) It also tells you why pitchers blow their arms out or they just wear down. At the mid-point of the throw, the tendons of the arm are storing all that energy and then it is released as spring-energy from those stretched tendons. Imagine the strain!

    (5) Classified, of course, so the commies didn’t send spies from Hollywood to steal the secret of really fast planes. But, in the days when journalists did journalism and not primarily liberal good works, word still got out. Here is my Time magazine from 1949 when the world learned of it:

    REFERENCES:

    The Physics of Baseball, Robert K. Adair, Harper Perennial, New York, 1994
    Men At Work, George F. Will, Macmillan Publishing Group, New York, 1990


  3. October 6, 2011


  4. October 6, 2011

    Thanks for the inspiration….


  5. October 6, 2011

    Baseball Doesn’t Need to Be Saved

    OCTOBER 4, 2011 BY PATRICK SMITH

    Baseball isn’t broke, Patrick Smith writes, but there is one thing it could do without.

    Tom Matlack has some ideas about how to fix baseball.

    Do something about those wacky salaries, he says. Then baseball will be interesting again. Tie a player’s paycheck to his performance. And give the World Series champs $1 billion.

    Well, OK. But while we’re at it, let’s put a team on the moon. Because that would be A) awesome and B) just about as likely as incentive-based salaries and a ten-figure World Series prize. These fix ideas simply aren’t realistic. How come? Because nobody in baseball wants them.

    The players don’t. Their association, which is very much not a union, has leverage like no other players group in sports. Last week, in the going-nowhere NBA labor talks, the commissioner pointed his finger at one of the league’s marquee players, who promptly yelled at him and walked out. Nobody in baseball sneezes without asking the players association.

    And the owners don’t want those fixes either. Because baseball ain’t broke. Sure, some of the owners would like to see a salary cap, to save them from themselves. But they keep signing left-handed set-up men to bazillion-dollar deals. If baseball wanted to surpass the NFL in the hearts and wallets of America, it would figure out how to install a salary cap. But it won’t, so let’s not discuss it further.

    And anyway, who cares what the players make? You’re not paying them. I mean, sure, a piece of your ticket money and your hat money and your cable TV money winds up with Albert Pujols. But so what? You think your cable bill would be lower if Alex Rodriguez didn’t make $32 million this year?

    ♦◊♦

    The game doesn’t need to be saved. It needs an adjustment.

    If there’s anything wrong with baseball, it’s the relentless sameness of the games, night after night. When baseball discovered that television needed more than just sporting events to offer viewers, it jerry-rigged the schedule so that the Yankees would play the Red Sox 19 times a year.

    Yep. Nineteen times. Awesome, right? The “unbalanced schedule” meant that each team would play the teams within its own division 19 times per season, cutting down on travel expenses and fostering inter-city rivalries.

    Well, for every BOS@NYY on the schedule, there’s a KCR@CLE and a PIT@HOU. And nobody wants to watch the Royals play the Indians or the Pirates play the Astros 19 times in one season.

    For that matter, not many people really want to watch Boston and the Yanks that many times. In 2001, Major League Baseball, still high off the fumes of interleague play, instituted the current schedule. And 10 years later, the jury has returned a verdict: it’s boring.

    If I wanted to watch the Blue Jays 19 times a year, I’d move to Toronto.

    So, even if it comes at the expense of the most holy interleague play, let’s rejigger the schedule and spread things around a little. Broaden those horizons, people!

    ♦◊♦

    Here’s another fix. But if I’m honest with myself, it’s about as likely to happen as Tom Matlack’s ideas. Still, here goes.

    No more designated hitter.

    Let’s just admit it—the DH is over. Sure, we had some laughs. And we’re grateful for Edgar Martinez and Harold Baines and Vladimir Guererro and Jim Thome. But the DH feels like polyester pants and orange shag carpet: way out of date.

    Did you watch game 2 of the Diamondbacks-Brewers American League Division Series on Sunday? I hope you did. With the score tied at 4 in the sixth inning, Brewers catcher Jonathan Lucroy came to the plate with one out and teammates at first and third.

    In the American League, the batter would’ve tried to hit one into the parking lot. Or at least a fly ball long enough to score the runner. What wouldn’t happen in the AL is a squeeze bunt. Bunts are rare in the American League, since each lineup contains an extra slugger.

    But Sunday in Milwaukee, Lucroy put down a perfect squeeze bunt to the right side. It was a work of art. Jerry Hairston bolted home from third with the eventual winning run. If you didn’t see it, you really missed something.

    More of that, please. As a fan of American League team, it’s a treat to get to watch the management machinations that happen in the late innings of an NL game. Making your pitcher bat affects everything—how long your starting pitcher stays in, where the power hits in the order, who comes up next inning, all of it. It’s why National League managers have to think a couple innings ahead all the time.

    Baseball needs to give its fans more credit. Fans don’t need “story lines” and gimmicks. Just give us the game.

    Maybe there was a time in life when we only wanted ice cream and candy. But our palates are more refined now. We understand subltelty, beauty. and nuance. Give us organic baseball.

    —Photo Flickr/Homini