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Long balls, no strikes : what baseball must do to keep the good times rolling
Morgan, Joe, 1943-
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First edition.
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New York : Crown Publishers, [1999]

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xii, 289 pages ; 24 cm
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Includes index.
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Nobody loves baseball more than Joe Morgan. He's proved it with his hall-of-fame performance on the field and his brilliant color commentary in the broadcast booth. Bob Costas says, "There may not be anyone alive who knows more about baseball than Joe Morgan. In his playing days, Morgan was a key cog in the Big Red Machine, and he saw the game at its zenith. From his perch in the broadcast booth he watched as baseball self-destructed, culminating in the devastating strike of 1994. And in 1998, he saw the game come back with baseball's electrifying resurgence in the season of McGwire, Sosa, and the Yankees. But as great as '98 was, Joe knows that baseball still has a lot of problems. And while baseball may be back, Joe wants the fans, the players, and the owners to know that some serious changes still need to be made. In Long Balls, No Strikes, Morgan draws on three decades' experience and passion as he dissects what has gone wrong and right for baseball. Some of his insights may seem unorthodox, some will be controversial, but that's never stopped Joe Morgan before. How do we improve the game on the field? Raise the mound Abolish the designated hitter forever Make the umpires learn the strike zone And that's only the beginning. . . . How do we improve the game off the field? Erase the invisible color line that keeps African-Americans from holding management positions Expand the talent pool by sending more scouts to the inner cities Have all teams share equally from the same profit pool And that's not all. . . . Joe Morgan doesn't believe in "the good old days." Tomorrow's game can be even better than yesterday's. But at the end of the century, the game stands at a crossroads. One path leads right back to the troubles that nearly destroyed the game forever in 1994. The other leads to a new Golden Age. If baseball wants to continue to thrive, some changes must be made. But before there are changes, we need to ask the right questions. And if Joe Morgan doesn't know the answers, then no one does.

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Booklist Review

Like Whitey Herzog in You're Missin' a Great Game [BKL Mr 15 99], Morgan addresses baseball's surge in popularity after last season's home-run duel between Mark McGwire and Sammy Sosa. Both Morgan and Herzog agree that baseball still has numerous problems. Morgan argues convincingly that the home run won't save the game on its own. Yes, fans love offense, but waiting for a home run eliminates such exciting plays as the stolen base, the hit-and-run, and the sacrifice bunt. He also warns of competitive imbalances between large-market teams that buy all the best players and smaller-market franchises that develop talent only to see it leave via free agency. Morgan, whose cogent analysis can be heard in his role as baseball commentator for ESPN television, is also concerned about the lack of good pitching in the game today and the possibility of more labor strife in the future. Morgan is intelligent, opinionated, and obviously dedicated to the game. All of those qualities make this a fine book; his fame will help sell it. --Wes Lukowsky

Publisher's Weekly Review

"Baseball is back, but it's not all the way back," writes Morgan. Having proved himself one of baseball's shrewdest television analysts for both ESPN and NBC, the Hall of Fame second-baseman brings his intelligence and knowledge to this savvy state-of-the-game evaluation of where baseball is and where it should go. With the help of Lally, Morgan convincingly argues that baseball's magical 1998 campaign was an aberration and that the game needs to revamp itself if it is to retain the popularity thrust upon it last year by Mark McGwire, Sammy Sosa and the remarkable success of the New York Yankees. Baseball junkies will appreciate his host of suggested improvements, ranging from raising the pitcher's mound (which was lowered after pitchers dominated the 1968 season) and standardizing the strike zone (which the league is trying to do this season) to a plea for more aggressive baserunning. They'll also find compelling his list of players who should be in the Hall of Fame (including two of his Big Red Machine teammates, Tony Perez and Davy Concepcion) and his criticisms of certain managerial chestnuts. Morgan intelligently discusses the game's labor issues, explaining the history that produced the players' union, while simultaneously arguing for a revenue-sharing plan that would give small-market teams a chance to compete. A provocative chapter notes the insidious ways in which raceÄand racismÄstill affect the game, both on and off the field. Tart and thoughtful, Morgan's opinions will be relished by anyone who knows and loves the game. Author tour. (Sept.) (c) Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved

Library Journal Review

A top player for the Cincinnati Reds in the Seventies and now a major league commentator, Morgan recalls the glory days of baseballÄand witnesses its resurgence after a momentary lull. (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

School Library Journal Review

YA-The summer of 1998 was the most successful year in America's national pastime, with details of the season commanding attention well beyond the usual baseball fanatics. Nonetheless, Morgan feels that changes are needed in order to keep the game vital and to keep fans filling the stadium seats. He writes that baseball should "utilize this opportunity" to erase the color line that keeps African Americans from holding management positions, make umpires learn the strike zone, abolish the designated hitter forever, raise the mound, expand the talent pool by sending scouts to the inner cities, and have all teams share equally from the same profit pool. These and many other issues and opinions are hashed out by the author and other prominent figures such as manager Dusty Baker, union-leader Donald Fehr, executive Mike Veeck, and pitcher David Cone. Morgan's candid examination of the game is but one version of America's favorite pastime: it's not happily ever after, but there is hope. Additionally, an interest in the team over the individual will forever shape every young athlete who plays the game in the future because of this miraculous season.-ayo dayo, Chinn Park Regional Library, Prince William, VA (c) Copyright 2010. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.



Baseball Comes Back: '70, '66, and Other Wonders The summer of 1998. This was the year baseball came out of its coma. It was a sweet grand slam of a season when two prodigious sluggers, St. Louis Cardinals first baseman Mark McGwire and Chicago Cubs rightfielder Sammy Sosa, pushed their sport back to the forefront of the American consciousness. Fans, who had felt betrayed by the work stoppage of 1994, flocked back to the ballpark like true believers drawn to Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show. Home runs fueled the revival. Every morning, people across the country would check the box scores to discover whether Mark or Sammy (or Junior Griffey or Greg Vaughn) had clobbered yet another "Big Fly." Devotees, casual fans, even lapsed baseball followers caught the fervor. We all surrendered to the spell of this race toward excellence. And the long balls were only part of the story. We were also drawn to the personalities who made 1998 a season of legend: Big Mac, Sammy, Junior, Roger Clemens, Kerry Wood, and the entire Yankee team all exuded character and class. They carried themselves like genuine heroes, men we could feel comfortable rooting for. That hadn't been the case in recent seasons. Baseball's labor wars between the players and owners had soured fans on the game; they saw only villains on both sides of the dispute. Players like Albert Belle and Barry Bonds were considered antiheroes who won ballgames without winning public affection. Despite the extraordinary numbers they put up season after season, people often booed them wherever they played. And Albert and Barry, both of whom I like, weren't their only targets. Fans perceived many players to be cold, surly, and arrogant, unworthy of their accolades or embrace. Throughout last year's magic summer, no one booed Sammy or Mark. They were gracious, humble, and accessible. Fans in enemy ballparks gave them standing ovations even while they were clubbing their team's brains into mush. I'd never seen anything like it. Neither had Mike Veeck, the senior vice-president of the Tampa Bay Devil Rays, though he had heard of a similar phenomenon. As the son of legendary baseball entrepreneur Bill Veeck, Mike is steeped enough in baseball lore to compare the McGwire-Sosa home-run duel to another healing event. "My father," he told us, "was certain that I would never understand the impact Babe Ruth made on baseball in 1920 when he hit twice as many home runs as anyone else had ever done before. With those homers, the Babe single-handedly dragged baseball out of the doldrums caused by the White Sox when they fixed the 1919 World Series, the Black Sox scandal. "Well, it turns out it was one of the few times Dad was wrong. Now I can understand Babe's impact because I just watched McGwire and Sosa pick baseball up on their shoulders and carry it to a new level. Society needs heroics, and these guys provided that. They were so decent, the way they pulled for each other, that by the time it was over, they were no longer just ballplayers. McGwire and Sosa had become different ways to spell joy." Joey Gmerek, a die-hard Mets loyalist, who manages such high-profile rock bands as The Fixx and Splender, may have been speaking for all fans with his equally thoughtful explanation for the allure of these magnificent sluggers when he said, "It's all about innocence. There are few people in this country who didn't have their first pitch thrown to them by their dads. It's a rite of passage, like the wafer in Holy Communion, a baptism, or a bar mitzvah. That catch becomes a connection to our fathers and to ourselves, to every child who ever threw a ball. "That's what McGwire and Sosa brought us back to last season. You know, if Bill Clinton had shown up when McGwire hit that record-breaking home run, I really believe the crowd would have booed. Clinton would have been an intruder on our memories and dreams. He's a character from the tabloids, which give us nothing but stories of defeat and disappointment. McGwire and Sosa gave us a chance to celebrate genuine accomplishment. We needed that." Baseball needed them, and they needed each other. I'm convinced that while Mark might have broken Maris's record on his own, he would not have hit 70 if Sammy hadn't pursued him. Seventy. Let's savor that. I mean, that number is in another galaxy. You can't go that far without someone driving you. As a former player, I was most impressed by the way McGwire and Sosa raced passed each home-run milestone without pausing. You often see players fall into mini-slumps when they close in on a record. McGwire and Sosa rarely slowed down. When they were on the field, neither seemed to feel the pressure of Maris's 61. Excerpted from Long Balls, No Strikes: What Baseball Must Do to Keep the Good Times Rolling by Joe Morgan, Richard Lally All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.