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A hint on the player who came the closest to winning the award is to think of a player who holds an all-time season record at that position.
No, but good guess, Forsch. Marty Marion represents a Redbird who was awarded the MVP in ’44 at the SS position. My dad used to argue that “Slats” was the superior SS to Smith. My brother and I used to like to get him riled up with both of us claiming Ozzie was clearly the better SS of the two and neither one of us ever saw Marion play…Haha!
In regards to awards, I’d have to say that the MVP is the most prestigious and the Cardinals have had a player named as MVP from 8 of the 9 fielding positions. Trivia time…Without looking, can anyone name the solitary fielding position from which a Redbird player has never been awarded the MVP?
Edit…Bonus points if you can name the Cardinal player from that one fielding position who came the closest to winning the MVP award.
Yeah, Carioca, I happened to notice the other day that 3 of his 4 Big League appearances have been as a SP’er. Maybe the Cardinals and the one they call Bloom are entertaining wild and wacky thoughts of pulling the plug on Liberatore…
The “Heart and Hustle Award” should go to Acuna Jr. for the simple reason being that Ronald managed to land the sort of job that Pete would envy…
Yeah, Correa was the fall guy. That’s was I was driving at when I mentioned that he took up residence in a prison cell and replaced some other guy who had served his sentence. Best I can tell, Correa was sentenced to almost 4 years in a federal prison. All these things tend to trickle down…The big one almost always eats the little one.
First there was Lunhow and then came Flores…Flores replaced Correa. Correa replaced some guy who satisfied his stay at the FBOP…Six degrees?
No, Bikemike, neither does anyone else. One of the countless reasons I watch the action is to see something that I thought I’d never see. And I see things that I thought I’d never see all the time…Haha!
At this stage it’s really hard to imagine TB fending off a MIL W in game 5 tonight, but it’s also quite possible that the proverbial worm has turned for a game or two and that the Rays may be able to ride that little intangible called momentum and feature another W for the handful of Ray’s faithful that show up to click the turnstiles at Tropicana. I’ll also say that it’s never easy and no lead is ever safe until it’s placed into the books. This is baseball and the game of baseball can be summed up with one word…”Youneverknow.”
The proverbial das boot opens the door for TB as they pull this one from the fire with 2 runs to walkoff a 4-3 W in the 12th inning of game 4. Thank goodness that I’m guaranteed to enjoy at least one more baseball game prior to shoveling the driveway in Jan…I detest winter!
MIL pushed 10 runs across HP without the benefit of a solitary tater in the WS game 3 flogging of TB last night. And all 8 runs that came in the visitor half of the 5th came on 2 out RBI’s. Those are my favorite flavor RBI for the simple reason being that they routinely break the back of the opposition. There’s nothing wrong with HR’s, but during this entire post-season the Brewers have featured a hitting clinic that demonstrates the art of wearing down a pitcher with deep counts, fighting off quality pitches to stay alive, consistently making contact to place it in play, and spraying the baseball to every nook and cranny of the entire playing field. As we’ve well seen, that approach can be extremely effective and has a tendancy to produce the much sought after big inning in which numerous runs are placed up on the board. What I’m driving at is, that whatever the Brewers are selling to the kids that swing the bats, I want some.
After the way the Brewers utterly dismantled the Dodgers in the NLCS, I can’t imagine the Rays having much of a chance to win this WS, but this is baseball and if I had any idea of what’s going to happen, I wouldn’t bother watching. In any case, I hope this WS extends to the full 7 games to provide as much baseball action as is possible before it’s time to shovel the driveway in Jan. I detest winter.
That’s awesome, gscottar. And considering the price of a can of beans these days, I don’t think $700 to $1000 is anywhere near to being out of line for admission to a WS game and what could be a once in a lifetime event. In my estimation, those $700 bleacher tickets were a small price to pay for a lifetime’s worth of memeories for both you and your son.
I still have my ’68 WS game 7 bleacher entrance ticket stub priced at $2.00 “taxes included”…I was situated roughly 50 to 60 ft. from where Flood lost his footing with 2 outs in the visitor half of the 7th of that fateful baseball game. I also still have a fully completed scorecard filled out in pencil by my paternal grandfather from game 5 of the ’67 WS in which Lonborg earned the W and Carlton took the L. It’s priced at 50 cents. I have no idea what happened to my ticket stub from that game. In any case, I paid a little over $2.00 for a can of beans the other day.
“It’s always something and be glad that it’s always something because when it’s not, that means you’re dead”…
If CLE can’t pull this one from the fire, I’ll be forced to watch dancing with stars tomorrow night. Not at all unlike being subjected to a protracted session of intense waterboarding.