The Houston Astros — A Trash Can, a World Series, and Two Men Out of Work

On January 13, 2020, Major League Baseball ruled that the Houston Astros had cheated their way through the 2017 season — the season they won the World Series — and into part of 2018, by electronically stealing opposing catchers’ signs and relaying them to their own hitters in the crudest imaginable way: by banging on a trash can. Commissioner Rob Manfred suspended general manager Jeff Luhnow and field manager A.J. Hinch for the entire 2020 season, fined the club $5 million — the maximum the league constitution allows — and stripped Houston of its first- and second-round draft picks in both 2020 and 2021. Within hours, owner Jim Crane fired both men outright. The players, who had actually run the scheme on the field, received immunity in exchange for cooperating, and so received nothing at all.

The mechanism was a study in high-tech inputs and low-tech outputs. A camera in center field captured the catcher flashing signs to the pitcher; that feed ran to a monitor in the tunnel just off the Astros’ dugout; a player or staffer watching the screen decoded the coming pitch and signaled the hitter. The signal of choice was a fist or a bat against a dugout trash can — one or two bangs meant an off-speed pitch, silence meant a fastball. It was sophisticated enough to require a video room and a decoded sign sequence, and primitive enough to be audible on the television broadcasts the whole time, which is roughly how it was proven.

What it cost Houston was real but oddly bounded. The 2017 World Series title still stands; Manfred declined to vacate it, reasoning that unwinding a championship after the fact was not a road MLB wished to travel. The franchise lost two executives, four draft picks, and five million dollars, and gained an asterisk in the public imagination that no ruling could remove. What follows is how a club that prided itself on data-driven modernity ended up cheating with a percussion instrument, and how the secret survived two seasons before a teammate decided he was done keeping it.

Albert Belle — A Corked Bat, a Crawlspace Heist, and a Suspension Anyway

On July 15, 1994, the Cleveland Indians’ Albert Belle had a bat confiscated in the first inning at Comiskey Park, on suspicion that it was corked. It was corked. By the time the American League was finished with the matter, Belle had drawn a 10-game suspension, reduced on appeal to seven, and one of his teammates had become a footnote in the literature of sporting deception for trying, and failing, to make the evidence disappear. The verdict on record is a suspension, and the route to it ran through a drop ceiling.

The illegal edge was old and well understood. A corked bat is one that has been hollowed out and packed with cork or another light filler, on the theory that a lighter barrel can be swung faster, though the physics has always been more contested than the cheaters assumed. What made this case memorable was not the bat but what happened to it after umpire Dave Phillips locked it away. Cleveland, knowing exactly what an X-ray would show, sent relief pitcher Jason Grimsley crawling through the stadium’s false ceiling with a flashlight in his mouth to swap the confiscated bat for a clean one before it could be examined.

The plan failed in the most instructive way possible. Grimsley did not have a clean Albert Belle bat to substitute, because, as he would eventually explain, Belle’s bats were all corked. So he grabbed a teammate’s bat instead, a Paul Sorrento model, and left it in place of the evidence. Phillips noticed that the replacement carried the wrong player’s signature and lacked the original’s sheen, the ceiling tiles were scattered on the floor, and the umpires demanded Belle’s actual bat back. When it was finally X-rayed and sawed open, it revealed a circle of cork in the barrel.

The cover-up, in other words, was caught before the cork was. The substitution converted a routine equipment dispute into a forensic event, complete with a former FBI agent flown in by Major League Baseball to dust the umpires’ room. The suspension itself was overtaken by history when the 1994 players’ strike halted the season, but the case endures as a near-perfect demonstration that the second crime is usually the one that gets you.