Life is a knuckleball, a jagged, ridiculous path with no guarantees. Maybe things will work out OK, maybe things will work out horribly, but most likely they'll be a mixture of the two, your beleaguered catcher unable to handle strike three, which will bound to the backstop and allow mounting adversity another baserunner and more chances to whale on the knucklers that don't knuckle. And there will be plenty of knucklers that don't knuckle.
But though the ability to throw good knuckleballs seems to come and go almost without reason, there is also something about knuckleballs, and about life, that gives a late-blooming nobody such as myself hope. Consider Joe Niekro, seen here with a pensive look altogether appropriate for a 33-year-old 10-year veteran with a losing lifetime record. Perhaps Joe Niekro is wondering if the end is near. In fact, Joe Niekro at the time of this 1978 card was attempting to reinvent himself from a mediocre fastball-curveball pitcher to a pitcher who could, like his older brother Phil, rely on the most unreliable phenomenon in the baseball world, the knuckleball. And Joe Niekro did end up mastering the pitch as few others have, going on to win 221 major league games, most of them coming after the time when most major league pitchers have traded in their baseball cleats for golf shoes. The knuckleball offers the possibility of redemption.
Consider Tim Wakefield, who starts for the Boston Red Sox in Game 4 of the A.L. Championship Series tonight (8:07 ET, FOX). Wakefield was a washed-up light-hitting minor league first baseman when he first decided his path to the majors was going to have to follow the flight of the knuckleball. He made it to the majors at age 25, hardly a phenom, but pitched brilliantly in his rookie season to help the Pittsburgh Pirates win their division. The knucklegods abandoned him the following season, and in the season after that he pitched poorly again, this time in Triple A. In the offseason he sought the help of Phil and Joe Niekro, and by 1995 he was back in the majors, pitching well for the Boston Red Sox. Though he has been for some time the longest-tenured current player on the Red Sox, and by all accounts a steadying clubhouse influence and a beloved pillar of the community, his fortunes have continued to rise and fall as if tied to the transitory, unpredictable qualities of the pitch he relies on. One month he is unhittable, the next the sweating maestro of wild pitches and beachball lobs, the next a maddening combination of the two.
Even in his worst moments, as in the 2003 playoffs when an unknuckling knuckler was Bucky-Dented by Aaron Boone over the left field fence to eliminate the Red Sox, Wakefield is never far from his best (before that pitch Wakefield had been so brilliant that if the Red Sox had hung on to win he probably would have won the series MVP); and even at his best, such as his fearless and stupendous 3 frames of extra-inning shutout ball to win Game 5 of the 2004 ALCS against the Yankees, he is never far from hideous disaster, his pitches moving so much in that game that the Yankees nearly grabbed a lead on the following "rally":
Top of the 13th, Yankees Batting, Tied 4-4, Tim Wakefield facing 3-4-5
--- 6 G Sheffield Strikeout Swinging, Passed Ball; Sheffield to 1B
O 1-- 5 H Matsui Groundout: 2B-SS/Forceout at 2B
O 1-- 3 B Williams Flyball: RF
1-- J Posada Passed Ball; Matsui to 2B
-2- 5 " " Intentional Walk
12- R Sierra Passed Ball; Matsui to 3B; Posada to 2B
O -23 7 " " Strikeout Swinging
And so now, as they have so often in recent seasons, the fortunes of the Boston Red Sox rest on that metaphor for the transitory and uncontrollable nature of life itself, the knuckleball. I'll be wearing my treasured Tim Wakefield T-shirt and praying.
And probably also drinking fairly heavily.
I started out this series not knowing where my rooting interest would end up. After three games I still have no clear rooting interest. Both teams have at times pulled yells of delight from me. I'm waiting for a sign but it has yet to appear. This may be as long as I'ver ever gone without getting off the fence.
"When the Minnesota Twins released a bobblehead set of the 1987 World Series team, the bobblehead for Niekro included the nail file in his back pocket."
He flicked that thing away from him and the ump so smoothly:
http://www.nytimes.com/imagepages/2006/10/24/sports/24series_side.2.ready.html
Like contemporary pitcher Ken Brett, who was also brother to another HOF MLBer, both passed away relatively recently.
I've always wondered why more pitchers do not learn to throw that damn knuckle-ball. Look at the longevity of these pitchers' careers, and look at the innings they can log.
Joe Niekro would throw 260 or 270 innings easily. Phil would throw well over 300 innings a season. Here is a stretch of 3 years for Phil:
330 innings
334 innings
342 innings
Check out Wilbur Wood for 4 years:
334 innings
376 innings
359 innings
320 innings
Wow!
If I was an MLB pitcher, I'd want to learn that pitch!
Josh, I'm pulling for the Indians, but I'll toast a beer to ya during the game any how, because you've given me so much just to read your regular postings. Cheers!
Why was Richie Zisk not shown as an All-Star in the 1978 set?
I can't find an explanation anywhere, but I distinctly recall, in 1978, looking for that third AL All-Star Outfielder. No one I knew had ever seen one, and for a while, we became convinced it was Larry Hisle, because the white circle that showed his position of "OF" did not have the representation of baseball stitching (as shown in Joe Neikro's card above). However, having just looked up who the three AL All-Stars were in the 1977 game, I now realize it was Richie Zisk. Problem being, Zisk didn't get the special All-Star logo on his card.
Any idea why? Does anyone else recall this mystery from nearly 30 years ago? It would almost be like leaving the designation off of Maglio Ordonez 2008 card next year.
http://tinyurl.com/2r3uor
vr, Xei
2 : What a collector's item that bobblehead must be.
3 : I think the Red Sox organization has tried to act on the idea that a knuckleballer is a useful guy to have around. They have a guy named Charlie Zink in their system who has been progressing fairly nicely, I think. Hopefully he can step in when Wakefield starts to slow down in ten years or twenty years or so.
Not for nothing, but the name "Charlie Zink" seems to really suit a knuckleballer. The White Sox also have a young knuckleballer named Charlie (Haeger).
I guess it's so unpredictable that players and organizations alike are reluctant to cozy up to it too much.
4 : Man, I don't know why Richie Zisk was dissed in the '78 Topps set. Dis Richie Zisk at your own risk!
5 : Arrrrggh. I hate playoff rainouts. From the weather reports I've seen it looks like they have a chance to get the game in. Thanks for posting that, Xeifrank.
Greenwald was telling a story on the air about a knuckleballer, but ended up confusing Joe Niekro with his brother, Phil. When told of his mistake, Greenwald responded, "Well, you know what they say: all Niekros look alike."
I rooted for the RedSox for 45 of my 48 years so it is actually harder to not root for them then to root for them if that makes any sense.
Pedroia 2b
K. Youkilis 1b
D. Ortiz dh
M. Ramirez lf
M. Lowell 3b
J.D. Drew rf
C. Crisp cf
D. Mirabelli c
J. Lugo ss
T. Wakefield p
Indians
G. Sizemore cf
A. Cabrera 2b
T. Hafner dh
V. Martinez 1b
J. Peralta ss
K. Lofton lf
C. Blake 3b
F. Gutierrez rf
K. Shoppach c
P. Byrd p
It's impressive that neither of them got hurt enough that they had to miss time. Nor did the Indians bring up a third catcher during September.
I've seen Martinez being used as a 1st baseman at times, maybe that has something to do with it.
Even though I hope Wakefield walks eleven, I'll be feeling just slightly bad about it if he does.
Hm, I bet Mirabelli has the worst record in baseball at throwing out stealers. Through no fault of his own, I mean.
It's good to see him out there.
You have never seen the Padres catchers. It is apparently against the law for a Padres pitcher to hold a runner on. Josh Bard had some horrible numbers. Michael Barret was bad after he came over too.
Miguel Olivo in Florida was awful as well.
Bard threw out 10 runners trying to steal and 121 were successful.
Your man Wake is looking hellacious through two innings. Man, god bless HD. The replay from behind the plate that they showed on the last pitch to Blake was incredible.
You heard it here first.
Or if you don't like the weather it was anticlimatic.
28 Or if you like to get in a game before the weather system moves in, it's anteclimatic.
Interesting game isn't it?
If it's high, let it fly indeed.
I sometimes wonder how Tim gets anybody out.
I'll say it-I think we're screwed.
I'm buttering these words, in case I have to eat them, but I somehow think I won't.
47 Boston fans.
It can only be one team's year at a time!
Rockies in 4.
My cat's name is Casey.
I would never name a cat Blake.
Now I assume Archibald is her maiden name, but wouldn't it be interesting if her real first name were Archibald?
They need to start showing that Jimmy Fallon movie on TV.
Okay maybe that's a bit much.
No, no, no not Wes Anderson! He's my archenemy!
And not just because of baseball.
72 Maybe you should assemble, edit, and self publish Cardboard Gods...hint hint hint.....
A Thread of Grace, Mary Doria Russell
The Sparrow, Mary Doria Russell
Mayflower, Nathaniel Philbrick
The Audacity of Hope, Barack Obama
Year of Wonders, Geraldine Brooks
If you have kids, I recommend reading the Septimus Heap trilogy, and we're nearly done with the Lemony Snickett series.
Never mind.
These are some of my favorite things. I recommend learning to play the piano, if you don't already.
I should just stop whining. The Indians are just good, better than we are, period.
How many days until spring training?
P.S. I'm sure Bob can solve for X.
Tris Speaker: The Rough and Tumble Life of a Baseball Legend
or
Spoke: A Biography of Tris Speaker (Sport in American Life)
He's my fav Sox behind Wake
Ain't no river wide enough.
News flash: It's an overachieving cute girl from the west end of the San Gabriel Valley.
This is big news out in my neck of the woods.
We treat our Rose Queens like royalty.
Hey, guess you guys are talking about baseball again.
http://www.baseball-reference.com/boxes/NYA/NYA199709300.shtml
The Rose Queen is from Arcadia.
Queen Dusty!
Because Tino Martinez was involved in EVERY clutch play with the Yankees.
The quality of grand marshals has gone down since the heyday of Bob Newhart getting the job.
http://tinyurl.com/22gfdy
I'm surprised the Tournament of Roses let that guy in the door.
Sigh.
Didn't I say I was going to stop whining?
Septimus Heap?
I'll have to check that out.
-Thought "The End" (last of Lemony Snicket) was anticlimactic, but I won't telegraph any spoilers.
Check out the Bartimaeus Trilogy--great YA fantasy fiction but with an insanely funny twist. Footnotes are belly-laugh material.
I'm sure Josh would appreciate 3 run jacks just as much though.
That said, I can understand a knuckleballer as a 5th (spot) starter / long man, esp. in the AL where you don't have to PH for him and he can be his own long man and take his own pounding for the team and save the 'pen.
But seriously, Beckett, just get us back to Fenway at least.
I can't believe Betancourt is still pitching, though he did only throw 6 or 7 pitches in the 8th, and at the start at least, it wasn't a "save" situation.
Just get us back to Boston, Beckett. I don't want the season to end.
Artemis is a 10-year-old master thief when the series begins. What kid wouldn't want to be that?
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