Julio3000
<B>A Chip Off the Old Rock</B>
I watched a lot of games in person when Smoltz was a closer. When I lived in Atlanta in the late 90s-early 2000s and went to a lot of games, for whatever reason, I rarely saw him pitch. I have a lot of the same great memories as the rest of us—the epic playoff starts, etc. I remember when he was reinvented as a closer and could throw hard and uncork his splitter with impunity. It was almost embarassing for a guy with a great fastball and a slider that was often recognized as the best in the game to be able to throw a third pitch so devastating. I remember when he went right after Barry Bonds while he was finishing a game with a cushion of a few runs, in the days when guys were apt to walk Bonds even with the bases empty. John challenged him with fastballs until Barry took him deep . . . and tipped his cap and laughed it off. As robust as his ego was, it wasn't brittle enough to be damaged. He knew he could close it out, and he did. Not bad for a guy who needed a sports psychologist to jump-start his career. My favorite memories of watching him in person, though, happened to be two games that he lost.
One was seeing him lose to Tom Glavine on my birthday—neither guy with great stuff but both of them battling deep into the game, neither wanting to lose to the other. The second was a great duel with Pedro, one of a few that they had. I remembered him as having struck out 16, but B-Ref says it was 15. Pedro went 9, allowing one run on two hits, and won the game. Usually my dad and I stewed over losses on the long, late drive home, but that night we knew how lucky we were just to have been in the park. Both of those games had a quality that set them apart, and it was not unusual when Smotz pitched. He was the guy. Baseball is a team sport, but in those games there was a palpable sense that the only guys that mattered were the ones on the mound. I don't remember who scored the runs in those games, and how, but I remember Smoltz and Pedro pitching like pistoleros, like they were the only two guys in the park. As far as I'm concerned, they were.
RJ and Pedro are inner-circle greats, among the best of the best. As a Braves fan, I don't think it diminishes Smoltz at all to be enshrined with them—it's that much more of an honor, in fact. I feel lucky to have seen all four of today's inductees play.
One was seeing him lose to Tom Glavine on my birthday—neither guy with great stuff but both of them battling deep into the game, neither wanting to lose to the other. The second was a great duel with Pedro, one of a few that they had. I remembered him as having struck out 16, but B-Ref says it was 15. Pedro went 9, allowing one run on two hits, and won the game. Usually my dad and I stewed over losses on the long, late drive home, but that night we knew how lucky we were just to have been in the park. Both of those games had a quality that set them apart, and it was not unusual when Smotz pitched. He was the guy. Baseball is a team sport, but in those games there was a palpable sense that the only guys that mattered were the ones on the mound. I don't remember who scored the runs in those games, and how, but I remember Smoltz and Pedro pitching like pistoleros, like they were the only two guys in the park. As far as I'm concerned, they were.
RJ and Pedro are inner-circle greats, among the best of the best. As a Braves fan, I don't think it diminishes Smoltz at all to be enshrined with them—it's that much more of an honor, in fact. I feel lucky to have seen all four of today's inductees play.