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There is no hidden secret to hitting…and that’s ok.

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I absolutely love the art of hitting a baseball, it is so perfect and imperfect at the same time.  There are times when everything clicks for no apparent reason and you feel like you are hitting a watermelon with a tennis racket.  On the other hand, in the depths of a slump you find yourself contemplating just how absurd this task really is.

While the rise of sabrmetrics has given us some incredible analytic tools, there are parts of hitting that just simply cannot be explained, like the rapid appearance or disappearance of power statistics.  And although these metrics have helped drive powerful insights, we now find ourselves stuck in a time where we feel there must be an explanation for any statistical anomaly.  For instance, Justin Turner and Jose Bautista both went from marginal major league utility players to superstars by adding a large leg kick and upper cuts to their swings; this must mean this is the correct approach.  Now we have youth academies teaching little leaguers to take exaggerated leg kicks, with the purpose of a hitting a few more home runs as a twelve year old.

I want to be clear, I am by no means suggesting that this approach is a new development in baseball, as trends have always followed techniques that successful players used.  All serious baseball players have seen one of the instructional books, including “The Science of Hitting” by Ted Williams, “Hitting is Simple” by Don Mattingly, “Hit to Win” by Rod Carew, and even “A Zen Way of Baseball” by famed Japanese slugger Sadaharu Oh.  Simply put, the baseball community loves to assume a that a player having success with new hitting mechanics or approach, means this is a new principle that applies to everyone.  When we assume correlation means causation, we ignore the fact that Turner and Bautista were both already MLB players that hit for contact, without high levels of strikeouts.  They both could take the calculated risk of raising their strikeouts to try and add power to their game.  I would argue that a little leaguer, and even a younger high school player, does not know themselves well enough as a hitter to make that type of judgement.

Ack and I are not professional players, but we were both college starters, and continue to play in a collegiate level summer league.  Both of us will tell you that we continue to learn more about ourselves as hitters every single game, year after year.  So please, for the love of everything that is great about hitting, stop forcing these ideas on kids.  Instead, I propose a return to the words that PFG guest Grandpa Byrne told me when I was younger, “look to make consistent, solid contact.”  If you can do that, it does not matter whether you choose a large stride or no stride at all, to rotate on the back foot or to push off, bat on the shoulder or hands above your head.  However, for now let’s just appreciate that there are some aspects of the game that still can’t fully be explained.


Ack’s Ode to Baseball

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If anyone has ever listened to an episode of PFG, or played with/against me, or met me in any fashion, they know I love baseball more than anything. In my mind, it is an absolutely perfect game. In doing podcasts, we tend to get so much into the nitty-gritty of current events that we don’t take a step back and talk about why we love the game of baseball so much. This is my ode to baseball.

I love that there is no clock. There is no point in a baseball game where time has run out enough to make a comeback impossible. 2 outs, 9th inning, down 5 runs, you can still make a miraculous comeback (and we’ve all seen them). TWICE in baseball history a team has been down 3-2 in World Series and down to their last strike in Game 6 about to lose the series, and came back to win it all (’86 Mets and 2011 Cardinals).

I love the pace of a baseball game. There is no sport better for watching a game and hearing the stories of a good announcing crew (or in Vin Scully’s case just one amazing storyteller). You have time between pitches as a spectator to discuss the play that just happened, the pitch upcoming, or a random fact about the guy at the plate. Watching a baseball game with friends doesn’t mean you have to be hyper-focused and sitting on egg shells like a hockey game where a goal could come at any moment. If you’re playing in the game, even better. You can talk to a fielder from the other team while you’re on base, or an umpire if you’re catching or the dude sitting next to you on the bench without missing a beat. Watching a baseball game is a choose your own adventure for how you want to spend the down time between pitches. (Someone tell Rob Manfred we’re happy with the pace of play, stop trying to mess with it.)

I love the mental battle going on every pitch between a pitcher and a hitter. Every pitch thrown has a purpose behind it. Every pitch that is thrown has a ripple effect that effects the next pitch. Are you throwing a certain pitch because the scouting report says the hitter struggles with it? Are you picking up on a tendency in the hitter’s swing, or stance, or location in the box? Does the situation call for a pitch in on a righty so he can’t hit a ball to the right side and move a runner over to third? All of these factors and more go into the reasoning for each and every pitch call. I live for this mind game, and reading of body language.

I love that nothing is a foregone conclusion. Related story: my wife was a college swimmer, and you can go into most swim meets or races and know exactly who will win. The best swimmer is just not going to lose to someone who is not as fast as them. Don’t get me wrong, I love watching swim meets, extremely exciting, but the idea of going into a game and knowing you have no chance would kill me. We’ve seen Stony Brook make it to the College World Series and an 83-78 Cardinals team win the World Series in 2006. You just never know with baseball.

I love the superstitions. Other athletes might have little things here and there that they do individually, but none of them have become a part of the fabric of the game like in baseball. Nomar’s fidgety batting glove adjustments, Edwin Encarnacion’s wing that he throws up running the bases on a home run, the Rangers’ claw, the Mets’ salt and pepper shaker, sock/stirrup height, rally dips, rally caps, and Rally Monkeys. Give me all the superstitions. Unlike Michael Scott, I’m more than just a little stitious.

I love the chatter. There aren’t many scenarios in life where you can comfortably call other men “kid” or “babe” and it not seem unusual at all. There’s a cadence and style of language spoken at a baseball game that is unmistakable. “Hum babe, we got 1 away, keep pumpin strikes, roll a pair for the guy” This is all generally nonsense in any other walk of life. At a baseball game, you just heard a story about how the game is going.

I love the pain. I could cut a knee on a slide, take a foul ball off the wrist, or get hit by a pitch in the shoulder. You can bet your ass i’m wearing that like a badge of honor after the game. Each bruise, or lace mark, or abrasion has a story that I’ll be more than willing to tell you about.

I love the spectacular plays. The beautiful thing about the web gem or Walk-Off Home Run is that no two are exactly the same. There are endless variations of diving plays, mammoth Home Runs, Home Run robberies, and plays at the plate. Dewayne Wise robbed a Home Run in the 9th inning to keep Mark Buehrle’s perfect game intact in 2009. Ryan Roberts hit a Walk-Off Grand Slam with 2 outs in the bottom of the 10th inning of a 2011 game the D-Backs trailed the Dodgers by 3 runs. David Wright made a diving, bare-handed, over the shoulder catch in an August 2005 Mets Padres game. No one who attended any of those three games could have had any inkling that they would see something they’d never forget on that night. Baseball just happens and it happens in spectacular fashion at unexpected times.

I love the nostalgia. I was standing with my fingers in the fence watching my older brothers play baseball since the moment I could stand. I had a soft Playskool glove and ball that I used to throw off the wall and dive across the living room catching for hours on end. The game has been a part of my life for longer than my memories can even recall. As a result, baseball can bring me back to many of my favorite moments in my life. Being at certain fields will remind me of seeing my older brothers play in big games. Seeing a guy sit back on a knuckle ball will trigger a memory of my dad teaching me to “wait, wait, wait, fast bat” on a slower pitcher. Talking about lineup construction will remind me of my brother Matt’s thoughts on splitting up your lefties, or having a guy who can bunt in the 2-hole. And metal bleachers and camping chairs will always bring me back to seeing my mom with her clip-on sunglasses on, yelling “two-for-you!” and intently watching my games.

I love the stats. Reading a box score for me is reading a story about what happened in that game. I could go back and look through the numbers for a random Pirates Cubs game in 1958 and find something fun and interesting (Ernie Banks was probably involved). I can go through a baseball reference page and find a wild season where a guy completely dominated the league in some specific way. I’ll spend hours just going from one team to another to another to another and finding something unique about all of them. One might have had a ridiculous K/BB ratio, the next might have destroyed the league in Defensive Runs Saved, and the third could have stolen bases at a remarkable percentage. Teams have identities and the stats give an objective answer telling you what that identity is.

At some point over the course of the last 20 years or so, baseball guys were divided between sabermetrics guys and old-school baseball guys. I have a take, anyone too far on either side of this dividing line sucks. The dude who wants to turn baseball into just one giant math problem ruin the fun of it. The dude who thinks that progressing and using stats like ERA+ or OPS is too nerdy for them is ignorant. I want to soak up, learn, and enjoy all aspects of baseball. Then put all of those parts into a blender and inject it into my veins. Baseball doesn’t need to be fixed or adjusted or changed. It needs to just continue to be the perfect combination of all those things I love and live for.

Lets go play two.


42: The Beauties and Beasts of the Easts

Ack and Kiz break down the many storylines of, perhaps, the most intriguing two divisions in baseball, the AL East and NL East. Are the Braves and Phillies for real? Has Kiz been spoiled by Syndergaard and DeGrom? Has Chris Davis broken Ack? Are the Yankees and Red Sox really this good? All these questions, and many more, are answered before the guys get to one of the weirdest careers ever in the Baseball Reference Page of the Day. Hooray Sports!

41: Brawls, Bartolo, and Betts

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With Kiz out, Ack welcomes friend of the program Chris Fichtel on the show. They discuss the Bartolo Verlander matchup, 2 brawls in one day, Mets early season success (and failure), Betts’ 3 homer game (and unfair comparison), and Eric Chavez for Baseball Reference Page of the Day. Hooray sports!

40: We Just Really Love Baseball

Episode 40 of PFG is jam packed with baseball and fun. Ack and Kiz go through their most interesting teams in each division after the first full week, play the very first installment of WAR Names, and hit the two biggest stories in baseball (Stanton striking out and Shohei showing up). In keeping with the theme of two way players, Baseball Reference Page of the Day is Babe Ruth. (Twitter and Instagram – @pfgrounders) Hooray Sports indeed!

39: Some Free Agents Have Signed!

Ack and Kiz are back once again to recap a few actual free agent signings as Spring Training begins and a few of the guys still available. Later, the guys discuss the Olympics, the last US Olympic baseball team, the prospect of relocation/expansion, and Jake Arrieta for the Baseball Reference Page of the Day. Hooray Sports!

38: HOFers and 1 Year of PFG

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We’ve reached the 1 year anniversary of Pop Flies and Grounders! Ack and Kiz reminisce about the first year of PFG, discuss the 2018 Hall of Fame class (Vlad Baseball Reference Page of the Day!), and talk about this year’s cold stove. Some moves have been made, but there’s still many to come. PFG is the place to go for all the hot stove takes. Hooray Sports!


Ack and Kiz emerge from a December slumber to check the heat levels on the hot stove for all the moves that have been made and what still has to happen. This leads into a little discussion on the transition for Japanese players to the MLB and how Shohei Ohtani may fare in comparison. After a Hideo Nomo Baseball Reference Page of the Day we receive a clutch cameo to close out the episode. Hooray Sports!

36: Legendary High Schoolers

Ack and Kiz miss baseball games, but they do their best to get you your baseball fix. The news of the week was a confusing scandal in Atlanta that Ack and Kiz attempt to explain. Later, the guys discuss some of the silliest High School players in recent memory (vote for your favorite on twitter @pfgrounders) and quite possibly the most decorated player in Major League history for the Baseball Reference Page of the Day. Hooray Sports!