Look at that moon. Yeh, look at it. Look at the big aspirin in the sky; so big we can almost reach out and touch it, but we don’t. We crawl back into our mind instead; into our own reason and other than an occasional sensational story about full moon antics, the Luna is nothing but decoration in our shared bedroom; overlooked, mocked, under appreciated after so many years of being there.
Is there no civil war between moon junkies and data collectors? Should there be? Has the obsession with needing proof turned flirting with the moon and planets and their effect into cracker jack fantasy? A million perceptions, but one reality?
Former catcher Darrin Daulton wrote a book about occultism and numerology-If They Only Knew and he was conveniently labeled quack; another opportunity wasted to bridge the gap between known and unknown.
Yet, there’s no denying the effect moon cycles have on tides and to some ancient tradition, it’s the moon, not the sun that tells time and determines the calendar of festivals; the blues felt in waning periods, special prayers-chants inserted into liturgy with new moon first sightings.
The baseball world is a statistical paradise. Always has been. The radical research devoted to uncovering what might be happening in a baseball game was forced underground for decades, but it never died. And these days, there’s an orgy of shared information-data-statistical research. Reason, logic and rational proof….numbers, data, equations revealing patterns in player performance trump speculations based on the position of the moon.
But all the moon data is available stretching back to 1930; every day, every month. Link the coming of a full moon with player performance? those cluster days before and after big pill rules? when hot streaks reign? Ryan Braun is maybe the wrong spokesperson. The evidence is way too consistent.
Since 2007 and over 4,000 at bats, he has produced a batting average over .300 in all six months of a baseball season; from April to September hitting over 30 home runs in each month and driving in 100 runs. Maybe a closer look at each month would reveal more slugging, a higher average during the wax of a full moon or maybe not…probably not.
Too many factors, too many astrological/personality factors. Too many different pitchers, right lefty splits, strained oblique muscle factors, defensive shift factors. All of them influencing performance. Luck, random, chaos? Murphy’s law? God, moon, destiny, predestined?
French psychologist and statistician Michel Gauquelin set out in the mid 1960’s to disprove the effect planetary positions have on human pursuits He was surprised by his findings.
Gauquelin used Mars and its association with athletic achievement as evidence. Gauquelin was blown away by the disproportionate number of athletes born with Mars ascending and for bankers-Jupiter, for doctors-Saturn and for writers-Mercury.
Hogwash? Superstition? Well, the data is right there in black and white and maybe there’s a reason the research is not so readily available; a Roswell reason.
The Sandia Laboratories in Albuquerque, New Mexico was onto something. The report was called ‘Intriguing Accident Patterns Plotted against a Background of Natural Environmental Features’; how on-the-job accidents of government employees paralleled various natural cycles over 20 years.
The first batch of findings were not conclusive, but the trend was towards accidents peaking during sun spot cycles and during the same or opposite moon phase when individuals were born. Hog wash? superstition? Well, Time magazine mocked the finding and Congress cancelled the research. The scientists weren’t jumping up and down, but they wanted to continue the research. No can do.
Friday night was a waning crescent moon. The Brewers took a 2-0 lead into the bottom of the ninth. Yovani Gallardo held the Mets to four hits for 7 and two-thirds. Will Smith recorded the last out in the 8th inning. Francisco Rodriguez time. Close the door.
The Mets equaled their hit total of the previous 8 innings in five minutes; scoring three runs; two on a Lucas Duda sweet spot 2-run homer. Final score Mets 3, Brewers 2. It was what it was or maybe it was more.
The Brewers are 58-46. New moon Sunday.