See the Video of Larry Dewayne Wise’s Catch here:
Chicago White Sox pitcher Mark Buehrle pitched the 18th Perfect Game in the history of Major League baseball on Thursday night at Chicago’s U.S. Cellular Field aka the New Comisky Park, on the Second City’s Southside. This was the second no-hitter of the season and almost the second perfect game.
Perfect games are those rare instances in baseball where any true follower of the game, no matter how partisan of fan e or she may be applauds. Since there have only been 18 in a century or half or so of play, these are occasions to really appreciate not only the feat of the pitcher in throwing the perfect game, but also the achievement of the team behind him and the manager in the dugout. A perfect game is one of those rare intersections in life where the stars somehow align and a miracle occurs. Thus they are to be appreciated, more so than about any other event in any sport. This is because of the rare and nearly impossible set of circumstance that has to happen for a perfect game to occur. First the pitcher has to be completely in the zone and in control of the game, no hits, no walks, and no hit batters. Second the defense has to be perfect, no bobbled balls, and no throwing or fielding errors. Third, the opposing team cannot get a break, no grounders with eyes, no bloop singles, no bunts that turn into hits and no close calls at first that might go their way. Lastly the manager has to make the right moves at the right times to ensure the victory. Thus the perfect game may be credited to the pitcher, but it is a team effort. This is something that San Francisco Giants pitcher Jonathan Sanchez pitched a no hitter which should have been a perfect game until Giants Third Baseman Juan Uribe booted a ground ball in the 8th inning allowing a runner on base. Likewise had Giants Center Fielder saved the no-hitter and shutout with one out in the 9th with a leaping catch at the wall. Buehrle himself had found this out in his no-hitter when he gave up a walk to Sammy Sosa.
Thursday night Mark Buehrle, who pitched a no-hitter in 2007 pitched a great game and was in total control. Yet he won the game by throwing balls that were put in play and that his defense made the put-outs. Buehrle threw six strike outs which meant the players behind him made 21 put outs. In the field a number of good plays were made and one line drive down the third base line by Pat Burrell landed just inches foul in the 8th.
Thus with the White Sox up 5-0 in the 9th manager Ozzie Guillen moved Scott Posednik from Center to Left and replaced him with Wise. Wise is one of the players whose career batting average hovers near the Mendoza line (.214) (see my post at http://padresteve.wordpress.com/2009/07/18/crossing-the-mendoza-line-it%E2%80%99s-not-all-about-the-lifetime-batting-average/ ) who has done a commendable job for the Sox this season following the injury and recovery of Carlos Quentin went into the game for the purpose of shoring up the defense. The Sox were ahead by a comfortable margin, but Guillen knew that history was being made and elected to put Wise in. With one out in the top of the 9th Rays outfielder Gabe Kapler hit a deep drive to Left-center which was actually over the wall. Wise raced from center and not having time to set up at the wall to leap for the catch, simply went full bore into the wall, making the grab of the ball on the run about 18 inches above the wall. As he came down the ball came out of his glove and in the air on the way to crashing to the ground Wise caught the ball a second time, this time with his bare hand to secure the out. It was simply magic, miraculous and whatever word you can say for “Wow.” The look and smile on Buehrle’s face said it all; he knew what Wise had done. When I saw the catch I was reminded of the movie the perfect game, where outfielder Mickey Hart played by Greer Barnes makes a leaping catch to rob a opposing player of a home run and preserve Billy Chapel’s (Kevin Costner) perfect game.
Perfect games are rare and while the pitcher’s name is the one that goes into the record book, the game is a team effort. The life lesson for me is that no matter how well I do as an individual that there is always a team out there to help me along. This has never been as apparent to me as since I returned from Iraq. I guess I appreciate the perfect game even more now that I did before I went. These things are a team effort and even if I am perfect for some part of my life, patently extremely unlikely, it is because others, who function as my team mates, manager and coaches do the right things to ensure that nothing gets by them and that they make the right moves to preserve any good work that I do.