03-31-2009, 12:32 AM
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Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: Ronkonkoma, NY
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Re: Noob Guide to Hitting in MLB 09: The Show
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MLB09 the Show Slump
Posted on March 29, 2009 at 03:08 AM.
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Inevitably, in the real chronic doldrums of a baseball season, hitting slumps appear. Just as soon as you've committed with varying degrees of focus that you will never pick your head up again before the fastball arrives at the plate so that you may crack solid contact with the core of the white sphere, you do. Consequently, you top the baseball into a Sunday two-hopper to shortstop (for you right-handed batters). That one flaw steals your center of attention and throws your concentration off. From that point on, sometimes for games upon games, you are in an official hitting slump. The same thing can happen in MLB09 the Show.
I was bragging to my son-in-law the other day, “Hey, I scored 12 runs against San Fran. Chipper and McCann went yard. I had 19 hits! I’m unstoppable!!” And was I ever. For four or five games, the baseball looked in slow motion. The lighting effects that were placed into the game were positioning just the right amount of shadow on the ball. My eye was focused. I was pulling fast balls onto the white-chalked line, punching late sliders to the opposite field, and propelling change-ups at the pitcher’s head like size-ten Iraqi sandals at our former president.
Then, as silently as a US Navy Stealth bomber comes the slump. At the time, I was only 2 games behind the Mets; I could read a few neck tattos from that distance. Actually, the slump came as I blew a four-run lead in game one with them; then, it happened. Suddenly, I was swinging at everything like swatting at attacking killer bees. Fast balls under my chin were irresistible. Tailing sliders sucked me completely out the batter’s box and across home plate. I was making two solid cuts at each change-up, and low splitters that made divots in the dust and richochetted off the backstop, I committed to with my bat. (Don’t bring up the 2SFB!) I lost six out of my next seven games. My players’ batting averages begin to nose-dive. Injuries followed. Chipper went down for nine games, then Kotchman. I had to make hash of my 40-man roster. HELP!
To attempt a come-back, I changed to Rookie level. I figured I could get my timing back down with lots of practice. I took batting practice before each game. (Hey, that’s what the big boys do.) Eventually, after night-mares and self-inflicted guilt trips, I switched back to Veteran. Finally, after a long drought, which took me from that 2 games out to 8 games out, I got my eye back. I learned to be patient at the plate. I could see the ball again. Just a few minutes ago, before I began this blog entry, I beat San Fran 5-2. I had 11 hits, including one double over first and one over third. I pulled two high-and-inside fast balls out of the park. I am invincible, baby! I can not be stopped. I am on top of my game now. To think, I’m only 7 games behind the Mets, and I know they feel my heat. Hitting slump? What hitting slump? Gotta go, boys…game two with the Giants is calling me…just refer to me as David the shepherd boy, you do recollect what he did to the giants, don't you?
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Now that my friends is good stuff!!!! ( i love this game...)
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