On this last day of the regular season -- a Wednesday -- four day games are scheduled, as they often are when Wednesday is a getaway day. But today, there's nowhere to go except home, and nothing to do after the game but go there (maybe that's the idea) or wait to see who you'll play in the Division Series.
So I had the Mets game on. And Jose Reyes, leading the league with a .337 batting average, bunted for a hit in the first inning and came out of the game.
Ryan Braun now needs a 3 for 5 night to catch him.
Where IS Ted Williams when you need him?
The casual fan might remember that, with one day left on the 1941 schedule, Ted was 179 for 448. That's a batting average of .39955, roundable up to .400. Red Sox manager Joe Cronin offered to sit him for the Sox' last two games, a doubleheader in Philadelphia against the Athletics, to protect his average. He said no -- no doubt with a few expletives added for emphasis -- went 6 for 8 in the two games and finished at .406.
But I guess the young people do things differently now.
His manager also deserves some of the credit / blame. Terry Collins could have said bleep no, this is a bleeping team game, you're part of the bleeping team, and you're bleeping playing, BLEEP your batting title. But Mrs. Collins went along with the plan, and even cried when expressing his feelings to the writers after the game. Which can only be expected, with baseball now a game played by nine young women, managed by one middle-aged woman and officiated by a crew of four middle-aged women, with the objective being to collect more feelings that the other team after nine innings of play. And cry if that will help.
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