Two years ago, I received the following e-mail:
“Are any of your balls that you caught for sell in bulk? I am interested in a couple of hundred for a huge wall mural display for a soon to be opened sports bar. Thanks-John”
My answer was simple: They’re not for sale.
I was once offered $200 for a single ball. That one wasn’t for sale either. I don’t go to games to make money. That’s what my job is for.
But still, I admit it’s fun to think about how much my collection is worth or, as someone suggested in a comment in my previous entry, what my “CPB” is.
CPB = Cost Per Baseball.
How does it work?
Kind of like earned run average.
The better you do, the lower it goes.
If you buy a $16 ticket and catch two balls, your CPB is 8.00.
On Wednesday, I paid $12 for my Mezzanine seat and left Shea with six balls for a 2.00 CPB. The day before, I paid the same price and got seven. CPB = 1.71. That’s Roger Clemens territory.
My best game of the season came on May 31st when I got into Shea for just five bucks and caught 15 balls for a CPB of 0.33.
But here’s where it gets tricky. Do I add four dollars for the cost of my round trip subway rides? When I’m in Cincinnati (in nine days) and Houston (in eleven), am I supposed to factor in the money I’ve spent on flights and hotels? What about food? What about game balls versus practice balls? Is there any difference in value? Do I get credit for grabbing Wes Helms’ batting gloves? Do we need a separate stat called CPPOBG (Cost Per Pair Of Batting Gloves)? Or CPA (Cost Per Autograph)? How about CPLC (Cost Per Lineup Card)? I’ve gotten several of those.
How about if I shut up. CPB is a lovely stat. Thank you, Christopher, for suggesting it. I have no idea what my CPB is for the season, let alone my entire ball-snagging career, but it’ll be fun to play around with it.
In other news…
I skipped yesterday’s Mets game because it was “Sports Bag Night” and I thought there’d be a painfully large crowd. Friday night! Gorgeous weather! 48,000 people? Not even close. The attendance was only 34,728 and I feel like a total jerk.
My next game?
Tuesday at Yankee Stadium…if all goes according to plan.