LoDuca: Anti-Softball Cheers
I had a brief conversation with a veteran baseball writer yesterday, in which we both agreed on the following: that veteran baseball writers would not approve of softball-style dugout cheers emanating from Major League dugouts, that non-veteran sports bloggers would approve of such cheers in the strongest terms possible, and that many Major League veterans would side with the former rather than the latter. In other words, that there probably wasn't universal support in the Nats dugout for the Elijah-Dukes led cheering brigade the other night.
I don't know. I'm not a big fan of it to be honest with you. I'll be honest with you. You know, we're struggling. Guys are just trying to have a little fun. I think they saw Figueroa getting a little upset, so they amped it up a couple of notches. I do think it's a little bush league. At first it started off as a little fun, until he got mad. I don't agree with it. But, also, Nelson Figueroa has nine wins in the big leagues and he needs to keep his mouth shut.
As previously mentioned, I have little patience for the notion of buttoned-up decorum among a group of middle-aged men who wear tight pants, spit and swing wood for a living, but I certainly recognize that the Code and all of that predates me by a few years, and probably is at least marginally necessary when you wear tight pants, spit and swing wood 162 times a year. And also, apparently, that the Code has a mixed view of steroid use. See, he's more from Lo Duca on WFAN, concerning his appearance in the Mitchell Report:
I don't view myself as a cheater. Obviously it's something I did. And obviously it's something that helped me. But, you know, a lot of people don't realize I got into a bad collision and got run over at home plate one year, in '95 in Double-A. And I got it prescribed to me by a doctor. A lot of guys did it. There's a lot of guys in front of me that did it. Like I said, I'm not making excuses. It was part of survival. You want to be at home or you want to be playing? That's the way it was. I apologized for what I did, but that's plenty true
As always, a sincere thanks to Lo Duca for the honesty, and for the blog item, and for not being dull and opinion-less. But his criticism of dugout cheerleading appears to be as harsh as his criticism of illegal steroid use. Luckily, I have the proper solution to this conundrum. A little cheer that maybe the Mets could break out tonight, cleansing the palate of both the softball-style indiscretions and Lo Duca's needly past. Goes a little something like this:
Error, error, whoo, whoo.
Error, error, whoo, whoo.
You did it, you did it.
You might as well admit it,
'cause once you make an error,
We won't let you forget it.
Hey, it's better than the Peanut Butter Jelly song.
(Ack, some other local blog beat me to this, too.)
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