Last week, 64 year old Goose Gossage, in Tampa as a guest instructor with the Yankees, gave us a rant for the ages, blaming baseball’s decline on bat flippin’ number crunching NERDS! They are just ruining the game he knows and loved to play. Well, he wasn’t done, even though he was told by Brian Cashman and Joe Girardi to shut his yap, according to the New York Post.
“Who’s died in the last 100 years because of a bad call? They say, ‘Well, they lost a World Series and the kid lost his perfect game.’ I said, ‘Who died?’ Leave the human element in the game. You cannot take the human element out of baseball because it is the fabric of the game.”
A little bit of my soul dies every time a call is wrong. Does that count? No one is supposed to die in baseball. I hope. We’re playing the game wrong otherwise. That is so besides the point. The point is to get the call correct. The human element is the players on the field, not the umpires. No one is going to the game to the see the umpires… but Gossage thinks they are:
“No manager can run on the field anymore and kick dirt on the umpire. That was exciting. That was part of the game. That woke everybody up and everybody loved it.”
Okay, I’ll give him that. It is entertaining. But you know what? Arguments between managers and umpires still happen. Plenty of managers got their asses ejected last year. (List of ejections last year.) They’re not supposed to argue calls but managers see this as a way to motivate their team so they still do it.
Oh, but we’re still not done. Cam Newton, you are on notice:
“It’s a shame, it breaks my heart to see the direction this game is going. What, do we want a bunch of Cam Newtons running around?”
Yes, I would love to see a bunch of Cam Newtons running around. He’s fun.
Can anyone translate the following? He kind of went off the rails here:
“So, if no one keeps it in check, which there is no one keeping it in check, first of all, no one wants to bite the hand that fed them or the hand that feeds them today. The only liaison we had was Joe Torre. It’s like Washington DC. Everybody starts out with good intentions. You can’t beat them, join ‘em.’’
I guess, yeah! If you can’t beat them, join ’em. Flip those bats, crunch those numbers!