2006 Media Game
I can’t believe I’m actually taking the time to write about this. It’s really too bad that Derek Lowe had to take his family to the airport, because otherwise he was going to "cover" this event. While it would have given him a chance for some payback in ink, it would have been an error on his part and would have brought the total number of errors on the day to more than 20, I believe. The box score only has 15, but those were the ones I could find on the scoresheet. Needless to say, it wasn’t pretty.
In the end, the Electronic Media, led by Dodger bullpen coach Dan Warthen on the mound, walked away with an easy victory, 22-9 against the Print Media.
On the print side, half the guys had more errors than hits, but Diamond Leung of the Riverside Press Enterprise paced the "offense" with a 2-for-4, 3 RBI performance.
On the electronic side, there were many offensive heroes, but among those whose names you’d recognize were Dodger broadcaster Pepe Yniguez (3-for-4, 3 runs) and FSN Prime Ticket’s Jim Watson (2-for-4, 3 RBI). A lot of that team was made up of behind-the-scenes guys who cover us on a regular basis at the stadium.
Bill Plunkett of the Orange County Register was the only regular beat writer to play and would have been D-Lowe’s prime target for hazing, as the two Michigan natives beat each other up on a daily basis. But Plunk was respectable, going 2-for-3 with his family in the stands. Tony Jackson of the Daily News didn’t play, but he was kind enough to blog about it before the game. Steve Henson gets a free pass, as he was celebrating his wedding anniversary off site.
Several local columnists turned out, including Kevin Modesti, Randy Youngman and Greg Patton and I must give props to MLB.com’s Amanda Branam for being the only woman brave enough to battle this out-of-shape, testosterone-filled bunch. Patton looked impressive at shortstop but the rest of the writers could have used some fielding tips from Cesar Izturis…
Mariano Duncan and Dan Warthen were kind enough to stick around and throw BP the whole time, mixing in some changeups and eephus pitches with their 40 mph batting-practice fastballs.
I wish I could come up with some more descriptive play-by-play, but let’s face it, it’s not worth my time writing it or yours reading it. What matters is that these guys (and gal) had a great time, or so it seemed, and an annual tradition that had stopped for a couple of years seems to have been revived.