+ Added 2026
Minor League Coaching Staffs for all full-season levels. I'll add the short-season staffs a bit later. This is field staff. I typically don't add strength-related coaches since they usually don't have a baseball background as a player.
+ Added MLB Pipeline Top 30s by Team to the
Prospects section.
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Great Baseball Name.
Just a great name overall.+ Thanks to "JP" for renewing their
TBC PREMIUM account. Thanks to "TH","BP" and "AE" for signing up to the TBC PREMIUM service. Thanks to "MB" for purchasing the Historical College Stats File.
> I worked from a hospital this week. Not for me. Nothing serious. For an appointment. For my mother. Cataract surgery follow-up. I'm the driver. I'm the Uber. So I'm in the hospital. I'm down the hall from the Optamology waiting room. I cede my place, next to my mother, to an older man standing at a 24 degree angle, as if crouched to face Jacob Misiorowski at American Family Field. I go down the hall. I'm an empty corridor. But I'm' happy. The only thing missing is the baseball field. If I could sit in the bleachers of a baseball field every afternoon, watching ball, getting some web-site work done, I would.
> I worked in a waiting room today at an Opthamology clinic. I had a day-game appointment. I looked smart. Laptop on my bag. My bag on my lap. Jacket on my chair. I had my glasses on. I was focused. I was staring down Jacob Misiorowski at American Family Field. Names are being flung off the walls left and right. French Names. English Names. All kinds of names. We're surrounded by doors. Doctors. Technicians.
Janitors maybe? All flinging names into the room. I watch some bounce off the wall and the patient plays it on a hop like it was the Green Monster and takes it to Door #12. I hear my name and she points at me to sit. She tells me it will be a while. They put me with the wrong doctor and changed to my normal doctor. Oh, the cruelty of calling your name only to tell you that they won't be calling your name for a while. "Its your mistake so why do I have to wait" I say. In my head of course. I'm not that guy. So I wait. And the names bounce around me and I watch others catch them. Door #6. Door #3. Door #14. 64% battery usage later, I hear my name flared towards the gap and I sprint over and catch it like a can of corn. I help the man up who I knocked over. I hand him back his cane. I walk to the batters box through door #93? (Is that right??). She tests my visiion. I smile, thank her and prepare to head home but she tells me to go sit in the waiting room again. "You still need to see the Doctor" she reminds me. "Right Skip" I say. Feeling stupid, I go back to my laptop where I always feel smart.
