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Coach Rich, Entry 3

June 20th, 2010 by Rich Maclone

I nearly cried yesterday. It was getting really dusty in the old dugout around 5 PM at the Little League Field.

After losing our first 8 games, some closely, some not so much, we finally won one. It was a dominant win by the Codgers, who rolled to an 18-11 win over Amvets. It was the best Father’s Day present ever.

It didn’t look like we would get it done early. The first inning was another entry into our patented “One Bad Inning” Syndrome. It happens every game, and this one it was out of the box. We hit the ball well in the top of the first, putting up 3, but they got six as our starting pitcher, who hadn’t pitched before in a game, struggled. Maybe it was nerves, maybe it was mechanics, maybe it was coaching, but he couldn’t find the plate and they took advantage.

But the Codgers bats were alive. Every player in our lineup on this day reached base at least once. We had a couple of triples, a couple doubles, a bunch of singles. We just kept crushing the ball, it was a beautiful thing.

And our coaching strategies were sound on this day. We went to our second best pitcher early, putting him out there in the second inning and he battled. He didn’t have his best stuff, but he did the job and kept us in the ballgame.

In the top of the second we got the lead, but then they got it back. In the third, though, we rallied again and took it for good.

Our league has a rule that ends innings after 10 batters. I made my best coaching move of the year with our 10th batter of the inning up.

Here’s the situation, we had runners at second and third and one out, but the outs didn’t matter because Jaden was the last batter of the inning no matter. The other coaches decided to intentionally walk our free swinger, instructing their guy to bounce the ball in, knowing that the inning would end as soon as the man took first.

So, I told my runner on third that as soon as ball four crossed the plate to break for home and get into a rundown. He looked at me like I was crazy, but I said “just do it, trust me.”

Wouldn’t you know it, the move worked. The catcher was dumbfounded that the runner was bearing down on him, and came after him and then threw it away. Jack scored easily from third and we almost got the other man in from second before the coaches finally got their catcher to hold the ball and wait for the play to end, but we stole another run and had complete control.

Gavin came back out for the bottom of the inning and rolled. We got one more in the fourth and then brought in Jack, our top pitcher, for the fourth inning. He mowed them down and the game ended on the time limit.

Our guys were ecstatic. They doused me with water like we had won a championship. Maybe there were no trophies, but it sure was a great afternoon and sometime I’ll never forget.

Rye was so happy that we finally won, and he scored his first run of the year. He’d been so close, but had been stranded on third several times. He strolled across home plate in our big third inning rally and jumped on the dish like he had just scored the winning run of the World Series, hopping on it with both feet triumphantly. I wish I had a picture of that moment, but I’ve got the memory.

This is a busy week, we’ve got three games in three days, starting Monday. After that the playoffs begin this weekend. We’re not about to get cocky, but maybe — just maybe — it’s all coming together.

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By the way, I haven’t forgotten you, my readers. I was on vacation the last week or so. It killed me not be writing about the NBA Finals and the resurgent Red Sox, but when you’re on vacation you really need to step back from work, at least that’s what my wife kept telling me.

Chicago’s Cup

June 9th, 2010 by Rich Maclone

The giddy laughter of Jonathan Toews when he took the Cup from Commissioner Gary Bettman said it all. The tears from Jeremy Roenick, who played for the Blackhawks and never won a Cup, tell the story.

I love the NFL. Major League Baseball is fun. The NBA Finals are fantastic.

They’re not the Stanley Cup Finals, though. No other playoff series is as tough as the NHL’s. The regular season is pretty boring. Too many tie games that go to shootouts. Too many teams that don’t matter. You hope your team makes the playoffs, and then the real fun starts.

The NHL playoffs are a grind. They’re a test beyond imagination.

But the payoff, oh the payoff. The greatest trophy in sports and the greatest celebration. I mean, I knew maybe four of the Blackhawks that hoisted that thing over their heads, but it didn’t matter, right down to the trainer that put it over his head, the joy is unmatched. If you don’t get goosebumps, you don’t get it.

Coach Rich, Entry 2

June 1st, 2010 by Rich Maclone

I know it’s been a while since I posted, but Coach Rich is a busy guy. I don’t seem to have more than a minute or two here or there to think straight, so I apologize to the readers for not keeping up.

Right now the Codgers stand at 0-5 on the season. That’s right we’re winless and I don’t see an eight-year old Kelly Leak showing up on a motorcycle any time soon, and we don’t have a pitcher with a heart of gold and arm of fire either.

Coaching is certainly fun, but the challenge is greater than I expected. I came up with a pretty cool motivational tool at our latest practice and it worked like a charm. Many college football teams give out pride stickers for good play that the players decorate their helmets with. Seeing that stickers wouldn’t work on wool hats, I bought a Sharpie and started to put silver dots on their hats when they do well. It seems silly, but the kids are eating it up and paying better attention and trying hard. You can’t ask for more than that, but it would be nice to get a win.

The other big challenge, outside of motivation, is dealing with parents. We’ve had a couple of situations already where parents’ expectations regarding their child’s talent was out of whack with reality, and another where we were criticized for sitting a player down — at practice — for hitting another kid.

This really is one of those thankless jobs a lot of the time. It makes you question your sanity. I watch a friend of mine that coaches at Falmouth High School, whose son is on my team, sit back and relax in a beach chair at our games and soak in the sun and he’s got a huge smile on his face at all times. He sees the stuff that goes on on the periphery, and he’s had to deal with it plenty at the high school level.

He giggles.

But there are rewards. One of our least talented players had one heckuva an at-bat the other day, before striking out. He fouled off like four pitches and hung tough. I was proud.

And our hardest worker is trying so hard all the time you’d think he was running for office. He leads the team in silver dots on his hat.

And then there’s my guy, Rye. He’s up there in effort, but a little low on offensive results. It’s coming. He’s getting better for sure and he’s played some great defense, including throwing out a guy trying to stretch a single into a double the other day with an-point throw to second base to get the out. It was awesome.

There’s the reward.

Celtics Rolling

May 19th, 2010 by Rich Maclone

Who saw this coming? I mean beating the Cavs was awesome, and I certainly believed that the match-up with Orlando was much more favorable for the Celtics, but to win the first two games on the road is insane. That’s the first time in the C’s storied history that they have ever won the first two games of a playoff series away from Boston. Ever.

Paul Pierce has been the catalyst in this series. You think maybe he enjoys not having to check LeBron James any more? He was on fire last night to start the game. Orlando was slow rolling to him on defense and he just knocked down jumper after jumper. It’s always fun when The Truth is on his game because he plays with so much desire. It’s hard to believe that just three years ago he was mulling over the possibility of moving on from Boston and now he’s hoping to lead them to their second Finals in three seasons.

Someone on TV brought up a very interesting point last night. Since the emergence of Big Three 2.0 no team has ever beaten them in a playoff series when they were healthy. Remember last year the Celtics were without KG for the playoffs, and they still made life miserable for Orlando, after winning that grueling series with the Bulls.

This year’s team is different from the 2008 one, though. Pierce, Garnett and Allen are still big players, but the break-out season Rondo is having has made life so much easier for them. Did you notice that No. 9 hit a couple of mid-range jumpers last night? He’s more than a dish-and-drive guy now, he’s added to his game and is a force to be reckoned with.

Like that 2008 team, the bench has been huge for this team. It’s hard for me to admit, but Rasheed Wallace has been a big part of the Celtics successes over the past few weeks. I still think he tends to take more than his share of bad shots, but he’s finally playing down low, rebounding and making an honest effort.

Big Baby Davis and Tony Allen are stepping it up too. Davis did a great job of finishing plays in Game 2, something he’s not been particularly strong at in the NBA, but he’s been good for 8 to 10 points a night during the playoffs and he brings a ton of energy for such a wide body.

Two more wins and it’s a trip to the Finals, and most likely another match-up with the Lakers. Who would have speculated that that was a legitimate possibility a month ago? Not me, for sure, but I’m sold on this team now.

I never believed that a team could really just hit the switch and turn it on for the playoffs. These guys have. They meandered down the stretch, but they got healthy and now they look like world beaters. Six more wins and that’s exactly what they’ll be, and the naysayers — a bandwagon I’m glad to have vacated — will be wronged. I believe in this team again, and you should too.

Dancin’ Yeah, I’ll Be Dancin’ Yeah …

May 13th, 2010 by Rich Maclone

Cue Gino.

That’s right. The Celtics were supposed to be a stop along the line to the championship for the Cleveland LeBrons, but that’s not how it worked out is it.

Instead there was disco playing at the Garden last night and the Celtics are getting ready for the Eastern Conference Finals. The Celtics move on, the LeBrons, well they’re done, and we’re all witnesses to that.

The big difference in this series, in my eyes, is style of play. Cleveland is a victim of SportsCenter. It’s all about LeBron and what he’ll do, and the team bought into that. Sure Mo Williams had a couple of good quarters, but for the most part Cleveland lived and died by King James, who is wearing a jester’s dunce cap after a 3-for-14 shooting night in Game 5 and then his 9 turnovers last night. Sure he had a triple double and was a force, but you can’t turn the ball over that much in an any game, let alone an elimination game.

The Celtics on the other hand did it by doing things inside the team concept. Doc Rivers has defined a rotation of 8 guys, and they all played their roles. Every one of those 8 guys — the starting five of Rondo (our MVP), Pierce, KG, Ray Allen and Perk, along with Sheed (I know, it surprised me too), Big Baby and Tony Allen (who was a monster the last two nights) did something to help the team win. It was impressive how they worked together, and when it mattered most they didn’t fall into that awful habit of choking in the second half, like they did during so many regular season games.

The rest of the world will be focused on where the heck LeBron James is going to land over the summer and what this means to his “legacy.” Who cares. Tell me when he makes a decision (for the record I think this will be dragged out and he ends up staying put). Until then there are important games to be played, like Game 1 on Sunday.

That game is in Orlando, by the way, not Cleveland. Someone tell ESPN so they send the cameras to the right place.

My New Challenge

May 11th, 2010 by Rich Maclone

You may be saying, ‘Man, that Maclone sure is slipping lately on his blog.’ And, well, you’re probably right.

I’m always busy, and usually I find time to write blogs while dealing with the craziness, but I’ve got something in my life that is consuming the bulk of what “spare” time I did have.

It’s one of the biggest undertakings I’ve taken on in a long time. It’s maddening, demanding and fantastic.

I’m coaching my son’s Little League team.

Rye is 8-years old and he’s playing in Falmouth Youth Baseball’s AA Division. Yes it is the lowest level of play in the organization, and it is a fun-first, instructional league. It is also quite the undertaking.

When he went to the tryouts I told the player rep that I would be happy to help out whenever I could. Later that week the Head Coach, Brad, called me up and I reiterated my happiness to help out when I could.

“I hope so Rich, they have you here as my assistant coach.”

Yep, I apparently stepped in it somewhere along the way. I guess when you know people in the league certain assumptions are made, even though you were trying your best not to commit too much.

Well, I’m committed now.

Instead of trying to weasel out of it, I jumped in with both feet. I don’t pretend to know a ton about soccer or basketball when I coach the little kids in the rec league, but baseball is a different thing. I know this game pretty well. I know how kids should play the game, both fundamentally and in terms of doing things “the right way.” Baseball is my first love. I fell for the game at — well, about 8-years old, and have never stopped loving it.

Brad is a great guy, and a pretty decent overall manager, but I think he also got a wee bit suckered into running the show for the Cape Cod Codgers. When we got to our first practice I sort of ended up taking over, and I’ve kind of run , with it from there.

He’s been cooler than cool about the whole thing. I’m a bit of a take charge type in these spots, and he’s let me run with it. The dynamic seems to work well and I think we’re on the road to success. I hope so, only time will tell.

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So how’s the team? I couldn’t really tell you. I don’t know yet.

I think we’re going to be good. We seem to have five or six kids that can actually pitch, but they’ve yet to throw in a real game, so we’ll see how they do in that situation. Same goes for the hitting. A few of them seem to have an idea of what to do, but until they see live pitching and have to deal with the pressure of game situations, it’s impossible to know how they’re going to react. Obviously we’ll have our ups and downs, and I know for certain they will be better in six weeks than they are now.

Every day I can see the improvements. It’s amazing. With my son, Rye, I’ve seen him come so far already it’s mind-blowing. His confidence in everything he does is going up exponentially, and I can tell he’s having fun. He looks forward to practice and is really chomping at the bit to play a real game.

Careful what you wish for little guy. We open the season on Saturday, and then play again Monday and Friday. It’s going to be a thrown into the fire situation. Let’s hope we’re flame resistant.

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With my schedule at work, and the photography business, time isn’t actually something I have a ton of. So why not bow out? Why commit to something so consuming?

At first it felt like I was obligated. Then we had that first practice and I really knew why.

There’s two reasons. The most important is this, it’s a real opportunity to do something both memorable and important with my son. He’s not getting any younger.

That sounds funny, when you’re talking about such a little guy. But it seems like just yesterday he was a pudgy faced 4-year old that could barely throw a ball five feet. Now he’s gripping the bat and swinging it with malice. Pretty soon he’s going to be beyond my coaching abilities, and then I’ll just be an interested bystander. But right now I can help him, and most importantly spend some time with him.

I was talking to FHS softball coach Lou Falcone a few weeks ago, just after I’d found out I’d been recruited to coach. He laughed and said, “enjoy it. My dad coached me all the way to Babe Ruth and I loved it. That was real quality time.”

What’s more important than that? I can’t think of much. Leanna’s interests lie more in gymastics and dolls. I’m not going to be much help on either point.

But my little boy likes baseball. That’s something I can sink my teeth into, and really help him learn. And, I love being with him, spending this time.

Today he was running in from second base to go take his swings in the batter’s box, and instead of going directly to the dugout, he made a bee line for me and hugged me before grabbing his bat.

Worth it, right there.

Oh yeah, I said that there was a second reason. It’s simple, I’m finding the more and more that I do this youth coaching thing that I really, really love it. It’s fun, a lot of fun. I loved coaching the Lakers in second grade basketball and now this is even better. It’s hard to describe just how enjoyable it is helping these kids get better at the game, and having fun with them.

And it’s a challenge, too.

At practice today I think I threw around 150 batting practice pitches. My arm feels like overcooked spaghetti.

One of those pitches got away from me and plunked one of the kids on the inside shoulder.

I was hardly throwing heat. But he’s nine, and it hurt, and probably scared him.

I went over to him and he was on the dirt and when I got him up, he was sniffling and had tears coming down his face. I said to him, “Jack my boy, that’s the first of many. I know it hurt, but don’t worry about it, it won’t hurt for long. Just get back in there and swing hard for me, okay. Hit some lasers for me.”

God bless him, Jack got back in there, and he hit a laser right back at my shin. It hurt like you wouldn’t believe. But, I couldn’t whine about it. I couldn’t even really admit that it hurt, not to the kids.

I just told this boy, basically, to suck it up after he got hurt. So, I had to suck it up, and throw the next pitch.

It was pretty funny, really. Sure I got a bruise, but more importantly Jack got back in the batter’s box and was swinging hard. He forgot about getting beaned and got back to the business at hand, having fun and playing hard.

I did a good job coaching today.

It’s All Good

May 3rd, 2010 by Rich Maclone

When you are the home team in a playoff series you have one job, to hold that home court advantage and win the first two games in your building.

Boston Bruins 2, Philly Flyers 0. Mission Accomplished, so far. Halfway home.

When you are the road team in a playoff series your main goal is to accomplish a split, negating the other team’s home court advantage.

Celtics 1, Cleveland 1. A job well done by the C’s.

Heck, it was such a good night tonight that even the Red Sox decided to show up and hit the ball. Hate to see them waste all of those runs at one time, but it’s just nice to see that they remembered how to hit the ball.

What was the bigger upset? The Red Sox putting up that many runs or Rasheed Wallace actually having a big game? I’ve got to go with Rasheed. I still want out from under that albatross of a contract, but it’s nice to see that rigor mortis had not completely set in.

*** Bruins notes: Two games, two one-goal games, two wins. This is not the same team we were watching in March, that’s for sure.

Milan Lucic is only 24 years old. If that fact doesn’t make you smile there’s something wrong. I know he didn’t have a very good year, but let’s not forget he was dealing with a high ankle injury that never let him really get it going. In the playoffs he’s been starting to turn it on.

There is no better goalie in hockey right now than Tuukka Rask. I believe that.

If the B’s met Montreal in the east finals it might set eastern Canada on fire. As big as that would be here, it would be even bigger there.

*** Celtics notes: Last month my son had to do a biography of a famous or important person. He chose Rajon Rondo. We had so much fun researching Rondo’s life and his resume. The way he’s played the last two games we’re going to have to do an addendum. He’s now the Celtics single game playoff assist leader. We love that guy.

I still think the Cavs win this series, but it’s nice to see the Celtics putting up a fight and making it interesting. And there’s always hope. Let’s not forget that the Cavs choked last year against Orlando in the east finals. I’m not saying they’re going to go down again, but the chance of it happening is certainly feasible.

Is it me or does it seem to make Reggie Miller ill to say anything positive about the C’s?

Lebron’s elbow is the most annoying story of the postseason.

** Red Sox notes: I didn’t watch any of the game. I’m not really all that interested right now. The B’s and C’s are playing playoff games and the Red Sox are underachieving.

April’s Awesome

April 25th, 2010 by Rich Maclone

With all apologies to September and October, I think I’ve decided that April is the greatest sports month on the calendar.

I write this just seconds after watching Daniel Sedin net a sweet goal with just over two minutes to go in a first round elimination game for the Canucks.

And we’ll start there, the Stanley Cup playoffs are in full force. Of all the tournaments, except maybe March Madness, these games are played at an intensity level that’s almost unmatchable. It doesn’t matter which two teams are playing, the games are so watchable because of how hard the players are going at it.

No. 2, let’s stay with the playoffs and switch to the NBA. There are more stinker games in the NBA playoffs, but again the intensity is up there, and when the games are good, they’re really good. Game two of the Celtics-Heat series was fantastic and the first round matches between LA and Oklahoma City have been fun to watch. There’s something about a tournament that brings out the best in athletes.

Speaking of tournaments, April brings us the end of the NCAA tourney as well. We had one of the best championship games ever this year, Duke-Butler. With so much going on this month it seems like eons ago that that Butler heave just missed at the buzzer.

April also features my favorite golf tournament of the year, The Masters. Sure this year we had the whole Tiger fiasco to deal with, but that aside, it’s such a wonderful tournament. The best is the familiarity of the course. Every year we look forward to seeing Amen Corner and the Hogan Bridge. Sure the Green Jacket might be a little corny, but that adds to the importance as well. Talk about an event made for HD TV.

We have to add in the NFL Draft, which becomes bigger and bigger every year. Like you, I questioned the Patriots first round strategy the other night. I wanted Dez Bryant and they could have had him. That kid’s going to be fantastic, but I like to remind myself that the pros know more than we do when it comes to picking players. The rest of the draft looks pretty good. They got a couple of linebackers, a couple of tight ends, a left-footed punter (really, in the fifth round? He wouldn’t have been available later?). Time will tell.

But I love what the NFL has done with the draft. Making the first round its own entity makes it much more intriguing. I feel for the guys that thought they were first rounders and had to sleep on the pain of not getting taken, but the NFL sure knows what it’s doing. They were in the spotlight all weekend, and that’s going to continue every year from here on out.

And lastly, baseball. Nothing is more April than baseball. Nothing makes spring better than hardball coming back. I love it. Sure the Sox aren’t very good right now, but they’re playing baseball, and then there’s fantasy baseball too.

April might have too much rain, but the sports make up for it.

Wait … Darnell Who?

April 20th, 2010 by Rich Maclone

When the Sox came up in the eighth inning yesterday, down 6-4, I felt like the fans from Major League at the beginning of the movie. “Who the heck is this guy?”

Welcome to Boston Darnell MacDonald.

MacDonald’s heroics, a game-tying homer and then a walk-off single in the ninth, hardly fix what’s wrong with the 5-9 Red Sox. But, for one night at least, they helped put the strife to rest.

That was an awesome finish and hopefully will start a turnaround for the Sox. Time will tell, but at least we got to see a career minor leaguer come up and have a big night in the spotlight. Good for him.

Sorry Sox

April 19th, 2010 by Rich Maclone

Life has not allowed me to spend too much time invested in the Red Sox since Opening Night. I would like to officially thank life for that.

So much for pitching and defense, huh. It’s a used joke, but were they really going for their own run prevention? The Sox are have zero hits in their last 32 at-bats with runners in scoring position.

Excuse me while I channel Seth Meyers from SNL right now….

“Really Red Sox, really? 0-for-32? You make an average of like $8 million per player and you can’t come up with a single clutch hit?”

Thanks for the indulgence.

Seriously though, what the heck. I mean the Rays are good, I get it, but they lose four in a row, at home, to those guys. They’re good, but give me a break. Other than Josh Beckett did anyone even show up at the ballpark?

I was completely ready to give them some slack until today. It’s just horrendous the way that this team is playing. I understand that it’s just April but show me some signs of life, will ya? David Ortiz looks done. With Ellsbury and Cameron hurt the outfield looks like something a junior college would throw out there. It’s just ridiculous.

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