DBacks in The Playoffs 2011

Ahh, October is here and D-Backs are in the MLB playoffs! I love October and the World Series has a lot to do with that. Memories from my childhood include: Kirk Gibson limping all the way around the diamond during his home-run trot; Rollie Fingers and his wack Handlebar mustache mowing down the opposing batters; Reggie Jackson and his raw power and confidence, even Vin Skully and his big league dreams inducing radio call of the game...not to forget the unbelievable joys of 2001 and the D-Backs championship season.  I just love it all!

So, yes, I am enjoying the D-Backs and their early playoff success this year, and I am wondering where it will take us. Game 5 tonight is do or die. Yeah, this is  a great time to be an All-American world class couch potato.

But I have to say even with my love for baseball and the fall classic unrepentantly confessed; watching the batters make their stand at home plate as the pitchers hurl their arsenal of pitches toward them I can't help but start wondering...

...What is the deal with the ill-fitting batting gloves out there? The batters keep stepping out of the batter's box after each and every pitch to readjust the Velcro straps on their batting gloves. Are these batting gloves so sensitive as to get out of whack on each and every pitch of the ball? Who makes these gloves, and can't they find a pair that can stay properly adjusted?

As far as occupations go, from my early youth I thought being a baseball player was the ultimate pinnacle of  achievement. And frankly, when compared baseball to other glove wielding occupations being a baseball player towers in magnificent domination over all others. For instance, being a baseball player  verses a proctologist...no comparison! Hand Model? Please, how much satisfaction do you really get seeing your bare knuckles layered in oily lotion to shill some beauty product? Even being a glove wielding pop start like Michael Jackson can't compare to chewing and spitting before thousands of fans cheering  and nervously watching every swing of your bat.

And these denizens of the diamond get paid beaucoup bucks for this boyish game! We are talking serious dough for adjusting their protective cup and glaring up at menacingly at the opposing pitcher. So, with all this mu la and prestige these players can't find somebody to make a batting glove that actually fits the hand? Please!

Now, I know...sometimes I believe this constant adjusting and readjusting of the batting glove is just a stall tactic used to counter the pitcher exercising control of the confrontation between pitcher and batter. And I also know that these players are professionals, and having a loose glove at some critical pitch in the game would be very unprofessional behavior, I understand all that. But do we really have to watch each and every adjustment on National Television? If I want to watch someone repetitively dress and undress on national television...why can't it be one of those bikini clad Beach Volleyball players or one of those grunting Russian Tennis players? Albert Pujol's hairy bare knuckles are not exactly eye candy friends, trust me on this one.

You'd think Nike or somebody would have figured it out by now.  Self Adjusting batting gloves, how hard can that be? Or Behr could have invented paint-on batting gloves. But no, we have to watch each and every adjustment of the glove strap swing after swing. I'm surprised they don't show it on replay. Cameramen, could you please cut away to the nasty glaring pitcher, or to some couple smooching in the stands, or even to the guys spitting sunflower seeds in the dugout?

Go D-Backs

Cheers, nca

p.s....unrequited glove fetish, the family of a buddy of mine owns this glove company, check it out...