Clayton Kershaw had a bigger regular season, but the essence of the 2014 baseball season is Bumgarner striding out of the bullpen, his side-slinging soup bone ready for its moment. Bumgarner’s pitching motion is unique, seemingly designed for skipping stones across water. Maybe all those innings last year will take a toll on MadBum’s left arm, but maybe he was just getting warmed up. Maybe there’s something in that graceful, unorthodox, seemingly effortless sweep that will allow him to go on forever. Curry’s jumper, in this new world of shot coaches, shot doctors and shot analysts, was cooked up all on his own, with a one-time tweak by his dad. A million people shoot basketballs, thousands do it for a living, yet Curry’s jumper wins the beauty contest. The other shooters force their shooting hand to flip forward, rigid in follow-through like a trap door sprung open.