And a 1B-2B.

A player from an obscure minor-league team read a Games Project story I wrote about the team and emailed SABR to say he liked it! That’s pretty cool.

He was a 1980 Rocky Mount Pine:

ah! but I could do the *first* game of his season, and make the hook "ump sets out on record-breaking season." Hmmmm.

Listened again on the way home. The disc includes two manful attempts to come to terms with the deceptively complex 5/4 riff of “Bolivian Ragamuffin”

Screen shot of headline and first paragraph of Boston Globe story about two people getting stabbed at a hummus plant northwest of Boston

Eastern Mass.: 100 percent more hummus-plant thuggery than wherever you live

unfortunately, the last game of Paparella’s 1962 season already has a Games Project story … so I can’t write one along the lines of “ump sets record you’ve never heard of,” which was in the back of my mind

Not done looking, but I’ve found a potential champion: Joe Paparella is credited with working 176 regular season games in 1962.

known to some of us as the Jim Hutto team

There must be some quirks, like suspended games, involved. Anyway, I’m gonna spend some time looking at the year by year umping totals in Retrosheet tonight.

1971 umps from Retrosheet. Jerry Neudecker also worked 174 regular season games that year (neither man worked the postseason.)

JNIL that American League umpire Russ Goetz worked 174 regular-season games in 1971.
“Wonder what the record is?,” Kurt thought idly.

played the Rock In A Hard Place outtakes CD on the way to work, and if there were ever an album whose leavings and burnt ends speak to who we are as a society, it’s Rock In A Hard Place

happy birthday to Robert Smith of The Cube

“outfielder” …. interesting.

jaysus, Dave, cheer up. Mister Yawkey will buy you a soda

Looking at a book whose pages I dog-eared years ago in a very different frame of mind and … yeah.

the night ferry smells like coffee, but only if you're sitting in the right place

they didn't say "having a moment"! I'm so proud.

sweet swingin’ Billy Williams discovering that the beer does taste better and the women do get more beautiful when you’re in the postseason

So weird- I would have sworn he was an Oakland A during the dynasty, but no. I think I confused him with Pat Bourque

I had the same thought, give or take a year!

sweet-swingin’ Sandy Leon, as Castig called him once in a fit of giddiness

Nowadays Clancy Can’t Even Buy Coffee

Detroit jerseys and caps giving a 1982 Giants vibe. Maybe Al Holland will come in to pitch

“The (Plural Noun)” was still in its glory for band names then

Square pan of King Arthur baking’s sourdough brownies. Did you know that the original white residents of Alaska were known as “sourdoughs” for their fondness for throwing together a quick pan of brownies from the contents of their saddlebags?

the sourdough got used.

MARATHON DAY DOIO BOIO

a little bit of Lost Boston here

another noteworthy Yankee injury from the ‘34 season has already been written up, and I am now working on Mort Flohr’s SABR biography at the rate of roughly five words per month