Can’t possibly imagine why anybody routinely patrolling the Rogers Centre outfield would end up having leg issues. The delightful artificial turf they’ve got in there, as seen here from one of the photos used here back when over the winter we breathlessly updated every new alteration to what used to be Windows Restaurant, looks super cushion-y and forgiving, eh?
Not only does the turf potentially fuck up hamstrings– like the one Melky Cabrera will have an MRI on today– it apparently also causes some vague kind of “weirdness.” That is, if you believe what they were talking about on last night’s Giants broadcast, as relayed by California-livin’ friend of the blog, Ryan Oakley:
“Playing on that weird turf that you don’t see in the National League any more. Weirdness is the word of the night.” Giants post game.
With the Jays set to return to the Rogers Centre turf, and about to begin a two-game mini series with some west coast team from the Junior Varsity division, it seems like an appropriate time to revisit some of the early-season’s most trod-upon subject matter, crowd behaviour. And today we’ll do it through a nifty (um… week old, already having appeared on the Blue Jay Hunter and elsewhere) video about when it’s appropriate to boo at a baseball game from reader and Facebooker, Emily W.
Most of it I can get on board with it– though I must admit I’m a little bit wary of the whole unconditional loving of this team thing that they come around to at the end. I also wouldn’t want to tell anybody not to boo whenever they feel is right, rather, I prefer to point out that, when it’s done at certain times and with certain motivations, it just kind of makes you a bit of a lump of shit. So… like… do it if you really have to, just know that.
Anyway, it’s mostly on point. Check it out after the jump!
…than forever etching the Blue Jays updated logo into your forearm?
That is what some brave soul thought this weekend. So they wandered into Time Will Tell Tattoo and let Bailey put this into their skin forever and ever. Which is awesome? Admirable? Let’s go with somewhere in between.
Thanks to Bailey for letting me share this, follow her on Instagram and hit up their shop if you live in The Steel. (The website seems a little wonky right now.)
The longest home run hit at Rogers Centre last night came off the bat of Mike Carp.
It sounds impossible, given what I’m sure we’ve now all seen with our own eyes, as, in the fifth inning, Edwin Encarnacion joined the 500 club, smashing a ball into the fifth deck, becoming the first Blue Jays player to do so since Vernon Wells nearly nine years ago, in September of 2004. But apparently it’s true.
Encarnacion’s blast travelled a “mere” 427 feet, as we can see in the image above from Greg Rybarczyk, aka @hittracker. Carp’s blast, according to Rybarczyk’s site, ESPN Home Run Tracker, travelled 444 feet.
Kinda says it all, doesn’t it? I mean, I’m not sure why it would say that, but that sure is what the Jays have been taking on baseball fundamentals, and what many fans are taking down the team’s throat right now.
Shit, and it’s kind of justified! If, y’know, often misplaced *COUGH* offence “massive dump”-ing the bed against Chris Tillman *COUGH*
Tonight I can even rationalize sparing you (mostly) the “it’s early” and “shit happens” stuff– even though, y’know, it is and it does. But yes, that was a tough one, albeit an entertaining, if crushingly frustrating, game to watch. They’ll get better, though. There’s pretty much no way that they can’t.
Now, now, don’t worry, this isn’t a clip that has anything to do with the stupefying amount of insanity spewing forth from the denizens of a comments section that I am now genuinely fucking dumber for having read. It’s wordplay!
Now that Jays fans have breathed something resembling a sigh of relief, following a series-tying win over the White Sox in a game where R.A. Dickey looked, for a second time (third, really) very much like exactly the ridiculous unhittable knuckleball machine that the team thought it was getting, it seems like maybe a good moment to note some of the other reasons why, despite some early disillusionment, this season is going to be a hell of a fun thing.
No, not in the “they have talent, they’ll be fine, asshole” kind of way that we’ve pretty much exhausted around here over the last three weeks. Not even in the jaws-dropped at R.A. Dickey GIFs (via gamereax) way, but in the “holy shit, Gibbers going full fuckin’ Al Bundy in the dugout, what a boss!” kind of way.
That is… just… spectacular. Hahahahaha.
But if there is character that needs to be highlighted in a mailed-in post on the awesomeness of the group– post Jose Reyes injury, of course– it’s Munenori Kawasaki.