You’ll Always Remember Your First … Pennant Race
The Fist Pump
Some years in sports just stick with you, I’m sure many would agree? For me, the 1989 A.L. East pennant race between the Blue Jays and Orioles was one of those years. The image from that year that will always stick with me (and many Blue Jays fans) is the Tom Henke fist-pump as he strikes out Orioles’ Larry Sheets on the next-to-last game of the ’89 season,
clinching the A.L. East for the Jays.
It the greatest fist pump in the history of fist pumps, in my opinion. Tiger Woods has nothing on that fist pump. Seriously! Henke was a very tall player, so that added to the drama as he raised his arm all the way in the air and virtually down to ground in the emphatic fashion only a fist-pump can provide. It was like he was putting a nail in coffin of the Orioles (sorry O’s fans). Being very young at the time, I needed that fist pump to help me acknowledge what the Jays had accomplished. It was a long, gruelling race and the Jays had sealed it.
I recently tweeted on my page @talkinhomer about the moment to @MLB, with trend tag #MLBmoments. I even recieved some bitter responses from Oriole fans (unfortunately for them) remembering being on the losing side of the same race. In one instance, the fist-pump even evoked some
regurgitating out of one Oriole fans mouth. Believe me, it was that good of a fist-pump!
*(my apologies as my internet research skills did not acquire a link to a clip of the ‘Fist Pump,” but believe me it was a beautiful fist-pump in terms of fist-pumps) *
1989
At the age of 7, it was probably the first year that I actually followed a baseball season (and somewhat realized what was going on). The Jays of ’89 were a very competitive team having been to ALCS four years earlier and on the verge of starting something extremely special in the four years that were to come. I was feverishly collecting baseball cards at this time (as were many kids+plus adults), I watched the Buffalo Bills fall apart in the Super Bowl against the New York Giants (the first Super Bowl that I ever watched, creating no chance for me ever to become a Bills fan) and my favorite Jay player the time was easily the Crimedog, Fred McGriff. Unfortunately, the Jays would run into a bunch of drug crazy Athletics in the ALCS that year, beginning a brief rivalry between the two teams in the late 80s to early 90s.
My Favorite Player Back Then
In 1989, McGriff hit 36 homeruns, had a .399 OBP, won the Silver Slugger Award and came 6th in MVP voting. ’89 was also the first year that the Jays played in the Rogers Centre (Skydome) and on June 5th McGriff would hit the stadium’s first homerun. McGriff would consistantly bank balls of the Windows restaurant in center field for some of my fondest, early memories of baseball.
Such a Warm Thought that I Forget to Feel Cold
For baseball fans in Canada this is a time where we look see the bittersweet dichotomy of two worlds. The newspapers show the 2011 Blue Jay faces basking in the sun and gearing up to play ball, while fans sit and look onto the cold Canadian months of February and March (not discounting the odd April week). Florida, and its beautiful Grapefruit League, allows my mind to drift unto delight and bliss as I am met with -18 degree Celsius temperatures (factoring in the wind chill). Such a warm thought that I forget to feel cold. We are so close to baseball, only a little more than a month away from the season, yet so, so far away here in the north.
To think that they are actually playing baseball somewhere is a magical and mysterious presumtion. Spring training baseball is like a fairy tale. It makes me smiles whenever I hear tales of games being played down there. Making it even more surreal, is the difficulty for me to find it on cable television. Kristen over at This is a Very Simple Game … in the comment section of this blog articulated the fairy tale of Spring Training in a way that could not, so I will end with her words, tap my shoes together and hope that the dream comes true.
Cactus and Grapefruit Leagues (are) rather like
children reading a fairy tale: The hitters wielded their mighty bats.
The pitchers tamed the wild change-ups and bent them to their will. The
outfielders set off in search of the golden gloves. The whole team
drank in the magic sunshine all day so they would remain strong and
healthy. And all of the fans lived happily, ever after: play ball!
Beers for Bautista
Toronto Blue Jays right-fielder/third baseman, Jose Bautista, signed a multi-year contract extention with the Blue Jays for 65 million guarenteed over five years. The club will also have a 14 million dollar option for a sixth year if they choose.
Bautista had a breakout year last season leading MLB in homeruns and becoming one of the most feared hitters in the game. He showed outstanding improvements in pitch recognition and bat speed, in my opinion. He’d always shown a good ability to turn on a fastball, now he is great in that respect. Currently, there are no indications that another 50 homerun season for Bautista is out of the question, but that is a debateable point. I, for one, am very impressed with his approach at the plate, however, I do realize that 54 homeruns is difficult thing to replicate in MLB.
I can see how offering this contract to Bautista was an especially tough decision. Its hard to evaluate a player after only one year. Regardless, the Jays locked him up and now it is time for celebration. I cracked a Brahma for Bautista, which is a great Brazilian beer, but I’ve been told that the beer of choice in the Dominican is called Presidente.
Anyway, Cheers! Salute! More ballgames beers and Bautista bombs are in my future. Me happy.
Canada’s One and Only
A stamp celebrating Canada’s ‘one and only’ Hall of Fame baseball player, Fergie Jenkins, were recently released. Upon seeing the stamps, my eyes lit up at the post office and I said, “Fergie!” The girl behind the cash knew at that moment she had a sale. It’s probably most exciting time that I’ve ever had at the post office. Man, am I a sucker for baseball collectibles under ten bucks? This is what they look like:
The stamps celebrate black history month and commemorate Fergie receiving the Order of Canada in 2007 for outstanding merit making a difference in the lives of Canadians.
Fergie has been a great supporter of baseball in Canada and the Canadian Baseball Hall of Fame. I had the opportunity to meet Fergie at a baseball tournament near my hometown last year. Being the Blue Jays fan that I am, I asked him what he thought about the Jay rotation. He liked Ricky Romero, as I vaguely recall? Anyway, Fergie was at the tournament selling signed bobbleheads, gloves etc.. all supporting his foundation, the Fergie Jenkins Foundation. Obviously, I bought a bobblehead for those who know me. I’m appreciative that Fergie took some time to talk baseball with me, being just some average fan.
Fergie was a hidden Canadian baseball treasure, coming from a very small farm town outside Chatham, Ontario to become a 3-time All-Star and Cy Young award winner. He is very deserving of being invested to the Order of Canada and now a stylish member of Canadian postage history.
The Need For Speed
The departure of Vernon Wells to the Angels, for Mike Napoli and Juan Rivera, has ushered in a new era for the Blue Jays. Vernon, along with Roy Halladay, were the face of the Blue Jay franchise for more than a decade, and now they are both gone. It is saddening to an extent, but exciting to another. Now, the team looks to move forward in an unfamilar direction. Previous acquisitions of Rajai Davis, young minor-leaguers CF Anthony Gose, 3B/2B Brett Lawrie and to a lesser extent Corey Patterson show that the Jays are looking to burn teams on the basepaths in the near future.
The speed element has been lacking from the Jays in recent years. I am not saying we didn’t have any speed. Wells, Rios and a few others were moderately good basestealers. The Jays have just never had an explosive basestealer, and many believe that Rajai Davis can provide that function.
Alex Anthopolous is making the team faster, and changing the team faster than we could have ever imagined. It is an exciting time in Blue Jay land, it needed to be done and I hope it can work. I have good feeling about it.
Early Baserunning 101
There was a time in baseball where it was common practice that while running the bases you were to keep one eye on the ball and the other eye on the umpire. If a player saw the umpire’s attention diverted elsewhere, a baserunner would often take the liberty of cutting 10 or even 20 feet in front of second or third base (missing the base completely) towards his next destination.
How did they get away with it? Is the obvious question. The early Detroit Tiger teams with Hall of Famer Sam Crawford, and of course, Ty Cobb, were notorious for using this method of cheating the rules. But it was not limited to just one team, they did it everywhere.
I guess the rules were more loose back then? It was easier to question the umpire’s
authority, I guess? If the ump didn’t see it, then who is to say the player didn’t touch the bag (a manager would probably argue)?
Whenever I ran the basepaths in a game, it never occurred to me to do something like that. Maybe, its because I’m not a good thief. I did get caught stealing a hot apple pie from my high school cafeteria, but thats another story. Following the basepaths in an orderly fashion seems so basic to the integrity of the game, doesn’t it? Although, back then players were always trying to cheat and tamper with the game. Not entirely unlike the way players used steriods in the 80′s and 90′s. Cheating and baseball are one in the same.
Anyway, I’d love to see a player actually try this techinque, we’ll call it, in a modern game. Although, today there are more umpires, instant replay boards and the umpire’s authority is more absolute. It would make for good comedy, though on a ball field.
Catch the Taste
Everybody around Southern Ontario circa 1992-1994, and is also addicted to television as much as I am, remembers the McCain frozen drink commercial where Roberto Alomar catches a frozen ‘fruit punch’ can and says, “Catch the Taste.” Somehow that is an iconic symbol of the time in this region, and so was Alomar. He absolutely dazzled fans with his play. And to him we weren’t just the “Blue Jays,” we were the “Blue Yays.” As his latino
accent were only permit him to say.
He definitely gave the fans a lot to go, “Yay” over. He was our best player. Alomar could hit, steal bases and play some of the most outstanding defense at second base that you have ever seen. I’ve never seen a player cover as much ground defensively at second base as Alomar did. If only they had Fangraphs and UZR back then? I’m sure it would be off the charts! Alomar really did it all for the team.
No Blue Jay fan will forget the homer he hit off Dennis Eckersley, then A.L. Cy Young and League MVP, in the 9th inning, down 2 runs in game 4 of the 1992 ALCS. It shifted the momentum in the series and launched the Blue Jays into their first World Series. “Yay!”
Many argue that the ‘Alomar ALCS homer‘ is the greatest moment in Blue Jay history, even ahead of Joe Carter’s World Series winning shot in 1993. They also argue that Alomar is the greatest Blue Jay in history … bar none.
When you look at Alomar’s ability to be a 5-tool player, and consider his importance to the two World Champion teams in 1992 and 1993. It is hard to dispute that Alomar is not the greatest to have ever worn a Blue Jay uniform. Just that fact is good enough for me to put him in the Hall.

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