HK loses more fly balls in the sky

Than any outfielder I’ve ever seen. I have to wonder if he’s not seeing it or if it’s another result of his mind wandering,

And right in cue he runs into out three

Well… that pickle he just got caught in is a case of the mind wandering. Not sure if he was thinking he had Casey Martin speed but on a luckybinfield single I’m not sure why he was rounding so hard

I have to agree on the fly balls too, he does lose them pretty frequently

Kind of wandered off third too.

Love me some HK but he surely has room to grow in several areas. IE - base running… :shock:

I go to all home games and don’t recall HJ losing ball in sky. The only one who has is Franklin. I wouldn’t trade our outfielders for any in SEC!

He lost one in the super last year and another one in Omaha.

Kjerstad has lost a couple in the sun this year. That happens to every outfielder.

The one he lost tonight was like the one Fletcher lost against Tennessee last week; same time of day. It’s tough at that time because you’ve got a part dark, part light sky, plus the lights.

I’m pretty sure all of the ones that Kjerstad has lost this year were on the road. There is something to be said for knowing your ballpark and adjusting to the ones away from home. I’ve watched Arkansas practice in Omaha a lot through the years. One constant on the first day is extensive fly ball practice because Van Horn wants the team to get used to the sky there.

My brother, who tends to be a bit on the cruel side, texted me that he half expects to see Kjerstad in the outfield with his glove on his head looking down for four-leaf clovers.

Swine, that’s funny right there. Brought back memories of when I coached a peewee team one summer. What a hoot…

Fletcher lost one in the Tennessee series.

Fletcher lost one in the Tennessee series.

Losing the ball in lights or the sky just befor it gets completely dark isn’t that uncommon. They all 3 make a lot of good plays that make up for the 3 lost balls that I can recall one by each of them. I think the pop ups that have hit the ground are more of a problem than the 3 lost balls.

Reminds me of when my son was on a 4-5 year old soccer team years ago. If the action was 20 yards or more away, half the team would be doing just exactly what Swine described. Then the play would come rumbling by them and they didn’t notice until the ball was practically on the goal. And if parents yelled at them - not in anger, but to get their attention so they’d look at the play coming to them - they’d look at the parent and start running to the sideline (toward the parent) like they were in trouble. Funny memories.

In those days, if you had ONE player who “got it” and actually played with some focus, it was equivalent to having Pele on your team. Those types frequently scored 3 to 5 goals all by themselves a game.

He needs to try some contacts like Goodheart!

Every outfielder has lost a ball in the sky (or against the sun). It happens.

The kid playing in the outfield story rings true for me. I coached a third grade baseball team in Tulsa for Jean Ann’s school. It was a private school and the parents actually paid me. They were all from very wealthy homes.

We had hitting practice every Saturday morning at 8 a.m. It was the time when all of the parents picked and it was good for me because we then had the weekend to do what we wanted as a family.

There was an oil baron that would send his limo driver for breakfast. It would be layed out on the hood of the car. McDonald’s I think.

Anyway, there was one little boy that really didn’t want to play. His mom just signed him up and he was there in body only.

The highlight of these Saturday morning affairs was batting practice. Jimmy was out in right field one day. Not moving one muscle. I called him to take his turn hitting. That should have been the top time of the practice. One of the other boys ran in from the outfield. He said, “Jimmy said I’m to take his turn. There is a butterfly on his arm and if he moves, it will fly away. He’d just rather stay there.”

Jimmy did come in when it was time to go, but he didn’t move for two hours. Didn’t go after one ball and didn’t ever come in to hit. He thanked me afterwards. He said it was a “cool butterfly.” Mom didn’t care, either. Never saw the dad.

I will trade an occasional outfield mishap for a .340 average the last two years and leading the team in home runs…