04 June 2011

What's A Guy Gotta Do To Get Playing Time?


Cubs manager Mike Quade has only given sophomore outfielder Tyler Colvin 81 opportunities at the plate this year following an intriguing rookie season. Colvin, a Clemson product, impressively pounded 18 doubles, five triples and 20 homers in just 358 at bats. On the other hand, his .315 on-base average and his 100 whiffs versus 30 walks were worrisome.

Rookies are notoriously inconsistent, so with a little coaching, it certainly appeared that the former first round pick could improve his plate discipline and get on base more often while continuing his ball-crunching ways. Then why is Quade refusing to play him?

Well, the .096 batting average may have something to do with it. That's right, in 81 plate appearances, Colvin is less than halfway to the Mendoza line. That's worse than all but one of the team's starting pitchers. Even with seven walks accompanying his seven hits, his on base average is .173. Where an OPS of 100 is an average major leaguer and an OPS of 85 is a futility infielder, Colvin's OPS is 12. Twelve.
If Miguel Tejada (.211/.237/.271) is a grape's worth of putrid at the plate and Reid Brignac (.173/.209/.182) an apple, then Colvin is a watermelon. Besides the oh-fer lifestyle he's engaged in, his party is in a corner outfield position. The difference between Colvin and a replacement corner outfielder is six runs. That's how much better the Triple-A scrap heap acquisition would be.

It doesn't get any better: all his hits came in April. Granted, he spent most of May in Des Moines, but 0-17 in the bigs isn't improvement.

What's wrong, his hitting coach says, is that he has holes in his swing, chases junk outside the zone and needs to make adjustments now that pitchers are onto him.

It's not like the Cubs are going anywhere this year with or without Colvin, but this isn't the way one positions himself for a future roster spot. Except on the West Tennessee Diamond Jacks.
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03 June 2011

What We (Don't) Know Part III


Every couple of years, some team finds itself sprinkled with magic dust. Their best players deliver as expected while their lesser lights shine unexpectedly. A couple of young guys who weren't even in the pre-season plans contribute. A patchwork of starters get the job done and a gaggle of middle relievers deliver excellence in anonymity. The team combines good fundamentals with a few lucky breaks to win a handful of close games. The roster sidesteps injuries, things click and the team -- the '02 Angels, '05 White Sox, '10 Giants -- savors the fruits of victory.

Is it the Cleveland Indians' turn this year?

Despite a recent flattening out -- 10-10 in their last 20 -- the Tribe continues to sport the best record in baseball and the largest division lead, following predictions that they'd be lucky to win 75 games. Their two best players -- Shin-Soo Choo and Grady Sizemore -- have respectively failed to get untracked and failed to get healthy. The rest of the lineup, led by shortstop Asdrubal Cabrera and resurrected DH Travis Hafner, has picked up the slack. Pronk has hit 71% better than the average player, albeit in only 32 games, and Cabrera has channeled Alex Rodriguez at short, both with the stick and the leather.

There was always talent in the lineup, latent though it appeared to be. The pitching is another matter, providing the bigger surprise and greater opportunity for decline. Justin Masterson and Josh Tomlin are 12-5 combined with ERAs under 3.30 despite K rates around six per game that don't bode well going forward. The less said about the rest of the rotation, most notably ace Fausto Carmona, the better for Northeast Ohio,  and the bullpen has coaxed great results (9-3 2.89 RA and 14 saves) out of middling performance (87/44 K/BB ratio, 1.17 WHIP). Avoiding the long ball -- closer Chris Perez is untouched in 23 appearances -- has gone a long way for the relief corps.

The team is playing smart too. The advanced metrics see outstanding defense worth two wins on its own, led by outfielders Choo, Michael Brantley and Austin Kearns. They're also stealing bases judiciously at a 73% clip, with the big three of Choo, Brantley and Cabrera swiping 21 of 24.

Cleveland plays in a moribund division, but it's faced Boston and Tampa Bay six times each, and woeful Minnesota only twice, meaning there's plenty of light lifting ahead of them. On the other hand, they've  pulled a year's worth of rabbits out of hats -- 11 wins in the final at bat -- something that can instill confidence in a young team, but tends to even out over time.

Perhaps the best news along Lake Erie is that the AL Central is more a subtraction than a division. No one else seems capable, at least as presently constituted, of flirting with excellence in the remaining 2/3rds of the season. As long as the wheels don't come off in Cleveland, that leaves the Tigers, the lone team within eight games, with the only realistic chance of offering any competition.

The Indians have the goods to maintain their offensive explosion, especially if Sizemore can get back on the field, Choo and Kearns heat up with the weather, and former third-base prospect Matt LaPorta continues to develop. Defense tends to remain consistent over a season. The real question is whether the starters can hang on while the relievers continue delivering. They're due for a downtick in that area, the size of which will determine whether Cleveland can squeeze out the 86 wins it takes to claim the Central.
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Going "Long" On Granderson


In his three seasons for the Kansas City Royals' Triple-A Omaha squad, Kevin Long "hit" .234/.291/.304, never earning a call-up. In 1,632 Double-A plate appearances over five years, the 5'8" 165-pound outfielder poked all of eight home runs.

Yet, if Kevin Long tells you to open your stance and move back your hands, do it. That's what the Yankee hitting coach reportedly instructed center fielder Curtis Granderson to do late last season. Early this season has been the result.

Granderson is slashing .278/.348/.612 with 17 home runs in the first third of the season, the fourth best overall hitter in the American League. (Jose Bautista, Matt Joyce, Miguel Cabrera) Add the last two months of last season, when he got up off the mat to post a 261/.356/.564 line with 14 homers, and Granderson has led the Bombers with 31 blasts in his last 102 games. He's been worth five wins during that time.

Context is important, and the Bronx is kind to hitting, but Granderson has produced better on the road (1.013 OPS) than at home. The lefty swinger has pummeled (1.125 OPS) lefties this year -- his nemesis in previous campaigns. For you "clutch" fans, Granderson's been a monster (.390/.432/.854) in high leverage situations. To top it off, he's a quality middle outfielder who can offset Yankee experiments with weak cornermen.

Simply put, when Granderson hits, the pinstripes win, and this year he's hitting. So when you espy New York at the top of the AL East pyramid, don't wonder how a team with suspect pitching and albatross seasons from Jorge Posada, Derek Jeter and Nick Swisher can still perform. It's all about a hitting coach whose talent ran out at Single-A ball, and his star pupil.
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29 May 2011

What We Know, Part II


The maniacal start of the moribund Cleveland franchise will be the subject of a future post. Projected for another sub-.500, they're tearing up the league. They merit their own investigation.

Today, we look at two teams that are -- at the quarter pole -- definitely what they appear, much to the chagrin of their fans. One is the San Diego Padres, a team that nearly won the NL West last year despite a lineup of pacifists who can't hit anything. The other is the Minnesota Twins, who have so far cornered the market on suck.

The Padres are fulfilling our expectations for 2011. At 21-31 as of this writing and under-scoring opponents by half-a-run per game, they are demonstrating that while their pitching has inevitably regressed this year, their bats remain limp noodles.

In 2010, pitchers by names like Mat Latos and Wade LeBlanc improbably kept opponents off the scoreboard. Their performance seemed unsustainable -- even with a bullpen that brings cheddar every night -- and it was. The Friars still induce their share of goose eggs, as does their home field, but they're fourth in the league in ERA, not first.

That's not enough to counteract the most sluggish offense in the NL even before losing Adrian Gonzalez. Only two of their 13 batters with 50+ plate appearances have slugged .400 or more. Six of those 13 are on base less than 30% of the time, and that doesn't include shortstop Jason Bartlett's .300 OBP. The bottom line is a team slashing .226/.294/.333 and listing towards oblivion.

Higher expectations greeted your 2011 Twins, but they've evaporated in the AL's worst hitting, worst pitching and worst record. Sure, Joe Mauer's spending time on the DL, but that's what Joe Mauer does. Justin Morneau and Delmon Young haven't yet got untracked, but those are two head cases -- of different sorts -- whose performance never was guaranteed. DH Jim Thome hit 25 homers and posted a 1.036 OPS in part-time play last year, but that's not a reasonable expectation at 41; his four homers accompany a .792 OPS this year.

There's more room for improvement on the mound, particularly if Francisco Liriano's arm stops hurting. It's the bullpen, though, that shoulders most of the blame for their league-bottom 4.76 ERA: the top five relievers have ERAs of 4.88, 1.59, 7.63, 6.59 and 5.40. Closer Matt Capps is serving up two long balls per nine innings.

The big problem is this: even if the Twins aren't baseball's Cleveland Cavaliers, they're a mediocre outfit in a 17-33 hole. Even playing .600 ball the rest of the season -- which would require an invasion of body snatchers -- only gets them to 84 wins, a number unlikely to land them October games. Minneapolis brass should start shopping free agent contracts to teams in contention and get some relief and middle infield prospects for next year and beyond.
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What We Know, Part I


Memorial Day weekend -- one quarter of the season in the books. At this point, there are things we know and things we don't yet, to partially paraphrase Donald Rumsfeld.

One thing that has been settled: Jose Bautista is as real as a $100,000 bill. The Blue Jays' slugging right fielder came out of Ulanbataar to smash 54 homers last year and post a .995 OPS, 31% better than his previous best. 

Bautista's real level of ability was a question entering the 2011 season. Is he the journeyman fourth outfielder of his previous seven years? Or is he the MVP-level five-tooler of 2010? Answer: neither, he's Barry Bonds without the cookies and cream.

Bautista not successfully executed a sacrifice bunt this year. Other than that, he leads the majors in everything that matters. His .502 on base average in 203 plate appearances is the best in baseball. So is his .801 slugging percentage. He's first in home runs, first in total bases, first n BB/K ratio. His hitting value over a replacement player is 50% better than anyone else's in the game. Bautista has already been worth five wins against a replacement player. Only 50 players reached that level over an entire season in 2010.

And he's "on pace" to hit 74 home runs. He gone yard 20 times and gone down on strikes 27 times. Now, Bautista is hitting a generous .321 on balls in play, compared to about .300 league-wide. But according to Fangraphs, even if he regresses to his projected performance the rest of the year, he'll end the season with a shiny .419 on base average.

It isn't entirely unprecedented that a player -- even at Bautista's advanced age of 30 -- suddenly achieves a new level of performance. Ted Kluszewski doubled his previous yearly home run total when he smacked 40 in 1953. He banged out 49, 47 and 35 the following three seasons. Carlos Pena did the same thing for the Rays in '07, when he delivered 46 pitches into the stands. He's hit 31, 39 and 28 since, with 28 coming despite a .196 batting average last season.

Still, if Bautista went nuts with the bat last year, he's stark raving mad so far in 2011. It's fun to watch and I hope it continues.
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28 May 2011

Are the Giants Bustered?


An unnecessary train wreck in front of home plate earlier this week has left backstop phenom Buster Posey on crutches for the season. That's bad news for the offensively-challenged Giants, but there's some good news as well.

Posey is a legitimate star, his tepid .284/.368/.398 start in 2011 not withstanding. After a gleaming college career and a team MVP-caliber rookie season (.305/.355/.505), projecting him for five wins over a replacement-level player this year would not have been overly optimistic.

Well, now we get to see his replacement, journeyman Eli Whiteside, 31, who's played a notch above replacement level in 321 lifetime plate appearances, roughly what he could expect the rest of the way this year.

Of course, the Giant brass isn't locked into their back-up backstop. There's been talk that GM Brian Sabean might execute a trade with Pittsburgh for 30-year-old Ryan Doumit. Doumit is signed for this year and has a reasonable two-year option for $15.5 million, so he could be a short-term rental or a lease-to-buy, depending on the Giants' needs going forward. Doumit brings a respectable .262/.338/.438 lifetime line and could deliver roughly two wins the rest of the way.

So the Giants lost about four wins under the current arrangement (remainder of Posey's season, which would have been roughly four wins) or sacrifice some high-quality livestock from the farm to gain back two.

Four wins is a big deal. It's the difference between a .500 record and 85 wins, or between 85 and 89. In the flaccid NL West, 89 wins takes the division and 85 puts a team in contention. San Francisco is third best in the senior circuit in defense and third worst in offense, which means the pitching was already carrying the team to its division lead. With Whiteside, the load gets heavier and the Giants have to be considered co-favorites rather than clearly the best team in the NL West.

That's the good news: L.A., Colorado, Arizona and San Diego. The Dodgers, Rockies and D-Backs don't reside in the Padres' low-rent neighborhood, but they all need some gentrification before their neck of the woods is in the division-winning district. That's why losing their one true offensive threat doesn't alone derail the Giants' season.

From Sabean's point of view, there may be other avenues for the offensive uptick he needs to solidify a playoff spot in the Bay, even with Barry Bonds incarcerated. First, the Kung Fu Panda and his sterling .904 OPS is expected back in the lineup in June after wrist surgery. Replacing the odious stylings of Miguel Tejada's dessicated remains (.522 OPS and abysmal fielding) with Sandoval at third base adds back Posey's wins in one fell swoop. Aubrey Huff's return just halfway to last year's performance would jack his hitting above replacement level and add three wins to SF. Even the lost-cause free agent splash from three years ago, Aaron Rowand, could knock a loss off the team's record going forward by just stinking in center field, instead of putrefying.

So Sabean might just lay low and see if his lineup can coax a few more runs for Messers Lincecum, Cain, Sanchez and Baumgarner to pitch in front of. The Giants can probably win the West without panicking. Without hitting is another matter.
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24 May 2011

No Tres Bon, Pierre


Juan Pierre is batting .261 with six steals this year and lots of left field speed. Sounds like a good leadoff choice for the White Sox, right?

And he is, for the White Sox' Double-A affiliate in Birmingham. Because, according to Beyond the Box Score, Pierre is the worst player in MLB so far, costing the White Sox a full loss already in a quarter of the season compared to a replacement level left fielder.

How? To start with, he hasn't left the park yet. Well, "yet" is probably not appropriate, since it connotes an expectation that we shouldn't have. Pierre has jacked two homers in the last five seasons, and 14 for his 12-year career, In fact, in 202 plate appearances, he has just six extra-base hits. That leaves him with an empty .261/.320/.298 line.

The speed? He's swiped six bases. In 14 tries. 

But he's got great field coverage with the glove, right? In fact, defensive metrics say he resembles a statue in left this year. Now, defensive metrics have as much variability as London weather, but that's not a good sign. Pierre turns 34 this August and maybe he's having trouble getting reception in US Cellular Field.

All this, of course, is fun with numbers. Pierre is what he is and always has been: a speed-first guy with a decent average, as many walks as strikeouts and a theft rate of 75%. He utterly lacks pop, but he's a solid fielder who staffed center creditably for half his career. So look for his batting and on-base averages to rise and his steal rate to improve. His defensive calculations will stabilize, whether because of improved play or the dampening of statistical quirks. He'll be worth a win over replacement by season's end, or else his season will end prematurely. 

In the meantime, he bears some of the blame for the Southsiders' poor start.
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23 May 2011

Lessons From A Single Game


Rockies-Phillies last week at Citizens Bank Park provided a vivid illustration of how little of the game pitchers control.

With the score knotted at one and runners on first and second, Placido Polanco saved Cole Hamels a charge against his ERA. Rockie second-sacker Alfredo Almezegar blasted a fastball between third and short that had RBI written all over it. A diving Polanco speared the ball and threw to first, ending the inning instead.

Leading off the top of the next frame, Philly fill-in second-baseman Wilson Valdez nabbed a slow roller making googly-eyes for the outfield grass and jump-threw a one-hopper to first. Ryan Howard swiped at the throw and clipped it, putting the lead-off man aboard. In making the play look harder than it was, Howard side-stepped an error. Any resulting run would have accrued to Hamels's discredit, a point he rendered moot by retiring the remainder of the side without incident.

Bottom of the eighth with Colorado starter Jorge De La Rosa cruising against the scrapping Philadelphia lineup. After walking Valdez and converting Shane Victorino's sacrifice bunt into an out at first. De La Rosa bounced a curveball under Chris Ianetta's catcher's mitt, sending Valdez within 90 feet of home. Ianetta was correctly charged with a passed ball, but it's commonly understood that at Coors Field that's a wild pitch. Hometown official scorers are more reticent about assigning blame to the local boys.

The next batter, Jimmy Rollis, lofted a soft fly to shallow center, endangering the rally. But center fielder Ryan Spilborghs over-ran his approach and needed seven steps to unleash his throw, providing Valdez, not to mention Mama Cass, the requisite time to cross the plate safely with the go-ahead run. Two bad defensive plays cost the Rockie pitcher the loss.

Numerous morals float to the top of this soup. The most salient is how many unaccounted factors affect ERA and W-L. Over the course of a season, defense can easily add or subtract half-a-run of ERA -- the difference between an excellent 3.90 ERA and an average 4.40 ERA. It's the reason that RA, which doesn't bother with the semi-arbitrary distinctions between "good" and "bad" runs, is a more honest and no less accurate barometer of pitcher accomplishments than ERA.

It also demonstrates the more widely-understood weakness of defensive metrics -- even advanced ones. None of the current crop directly accounts for Howard's miscue, recognizes Spilborghs's indiscretion or provides any tools to weigh their relative merits. (All the advanced metrics credit Polanco with a play made, and since a lesser cornerman -- that is to say, everyone -- would have made no play there, Polanco's prowess is recognized. Over the course of a season, those plays add up to runs saved.)

For the time being, at least, defense will have to be consigned to the sport's murky netherworld comprising luck and other mysteries whose unlocking is years from being complete. In the meantime, it's important to distinguish results on the field that pitchers actually do control and those they don't, and to credit and debit them appropriately.
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08 May 2011

Singles and Doubles

Just back from a convention. Got some Big League Chew in my craw...


Justin Verlander now has two more no-hitters in five years than the New York Mets have in 50 years.

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No pitcher has won even 16 games in a year for the Pirates since Dan Quayle was vice president. Kevin Correia, at 5-2, is on pace for 26 wins. While "on pace" is about the dumbest baseball concept since the "unwritten rule," it sure is fun to contemplate.

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Orlando Hudson had swiped just 60 bases in his nine-year career prior to 2011, and never more than 10. On May 2nd, he slid safely into second for the 10th time this season. Hudson is 33, so he's not getting faster. In fact, the Twins jettisoned the proud keystoner in the off-season in an effort to add youth to the lineup.

Perhaps the heightened thievery is a fluke, or an insightfully-rational response to the low-impact environment of the Padres' batting order.

More likely, it's Hudson's way of informing the Twins brass that they can insert their leadoff spot in their collective colonic orifice.

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It's the Year of the Pitcher! Again!

Of course, run scoring is generally down since '01, when teams plated, on average, more than five runs-a-game. Scoring so far this year is still historically high -- around 4.3 runs. Setting aside the fact that scoring in April is not necessarily indicative of season-long offensive tendencies, this year's patterns are still the fifth highest since 1954, outside the bopper-ball era of 1994-2010. 

It would be much more accurate to say that the Steroid Era (for lack of a better term), when men were men and pitchers were afraid, ended after 2007, and scoring has been declining since. At least so far.

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"We're only one month into the season, so you're only talking about one-sixth of the at-bats he is going to get this season. "I don't think you can fairly judge anybody on just one-sixth of the season."

That's Joe Girardi on Derek Jeter's miserable .250/.308/.263 start to the season. That is why Joe Girardi is a major league manager and the average sports talk radio caller demanding Jeter's demotion or removal from the lineup is an assistant overnight manager in the shipping department at the fertilizer warehouse.

Unless the Yankees break into the Mets' clubhouse and make off with Jose Reyes this week, Jeter can continue to perform at replacement level and avoid...replacement. More likely, this first-ballot Hall of Famer will make a few adjustments and spit fire for a few weeks to reach levels much more like last year's .270/.340/.369.  

No doubt, however, that at 37, the Jeter you once knew has Judge Cratered and that $51 million contract is going to Pavano all over the Yankees for three years.
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The Best Pitcher You've Never Heard Of


You, perhaps, have never heard of Tim Berners-Lee. You can be forgiven. Berners-Lee first proposed creation of the World Wide Web and helped invent the language that powers it. Because he handed the ball off to others the credit for his achievement has been diffused.

Likewise, even connoisseurs of America's Pastime can be forgiven if they can't pick the best pitcher in baseball out of a lineup.

I refer to 33-year-old Padre right hander Mike Adams, a 6'5" beanpole whose record of achievement dating back to the Bush II Administration merits a Cy Young-style award for middle relievers, but instead has delivered anonymity north of Orange County and east of Rancho Cucamonga.

Over the last two seasons and the first month of this campaign, Adams has turned Major League hitters into gobs of Smuckers apricot jam. In 120 innings, Adams has allowed all of 14 extra-base hits while fanning 142 batters. Opponents have blind-squirreled their way to a .157/.216/.215 line against him, giving him an 0.52 RA. (That counts seven unearned runs against him.) For all that, the mid-90s sinkerballer collected $414,800 in '09 and $1 million last year.

It's not like Mike Adams was a slacker prior to that. In '08, while earning a pauper's sum in baseball terms -- $335,000 -- he clamped down on batters to the tune of .200/.263/.331 and a 2.48 RA with 74 punchouts in 65 innings. That's roughly what left fielder Gabe Gross brought to Oakland's offense last year, and he's now out of the majors. For Adams, a repeat of that season would be a disappointment, but in 2008 they were a harbinger of things to come.

Because context is everything -- think how a "traditionally white college" would go over -- it merits mentioning that Adams toils in the no-DH league and in a home park that turns aluminum bats to wood. Still, even if those conditions impose a 20% penalty on batters facing Adams, that doesn't get anyone without a cape to an 0.52 RA.

Appearing for an inning every other game last year, Adams managed to produce 2.5 wins of value to San Diego. That's more than Adam Lind, Ivan Rodriguez or Todd Helton accounted for in 120+ games full games. For that, Adams got a raise to $2.5 million this year. And continued anonymity.
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30 April 2011

Early Season Fun


Small Sample Fun
Jorge Posada has nine hits this year. Six of them are homers. He's fanned 20 times while batting .130. He's crossed the plate seven times, which means he's scored once in 23 games on someone else's hit.

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Whew!
Imagine the Mets' glee yesterday when they discovered that none of the Phillies' vaunted starters would be on the mound against them. Not the best pitcher in baseball, Roy Halladay. Not the amazing Cliff Lee. Not Roy Oswalt or Cole Hamels or even Joe Blanton. Instead, they would have the opportunity to take their licks against rookie place-holder Vance Worley.

The 24-year-old righty recorded 113 innings of Double-A work last year and 45 frames at Triple-A, with ERAs of .320 and .377 respectively. He got in 13 innings with the big club, even notching a win. 

Lucky Mets! He shut them down on two hits in six innings, fanning five. So that makes Met ace Mike Pelfrey -- four runs, eight hits in four innings -- what, the seventh starter in Philadelphia? Or is that an unfair comparison because Pelfrey got pummeled by the league-leading Phils while Worley merely faced a Mets lineup with more holes than a mole farm?

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Bunts, Bloops & Seeing-eyes
Back on April 3, the Pirates and Cubs combined for 16 hits -- all singles. The Pirates won 5-4. It's the most hits without an XBH in a nine-inning game in seven years. On August 31 of 2004, the Royals topped the Tigers 9-8 on a combined 17 singles. (Three walks joined in.)

The record for hits without an XBH in a nine-inning game is 22, achieved by LA and Cincinnati on June 3, 1988. The Dodgers pounded the Reds 13-5 on a combined 22 singles, three walks and a HBP.  Dave Concepcion pitched his only inning of Major League ball in that game, relinquishing two of the singles.

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An Important Goal
For all I bash the NHL, is there anything more thrilling than playoff hockey? Sudden-death overtime in game seven of a series? Wow.

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Hall of A Day
At the risk of harping on the Mets and Phils, Roy Halladay stymied the Mets today 2-1. He threw 27 balls all game to 33 batters. Somehow he walked David Wright, which means he missed the plate 23 times against the other 32 batters.

By way of comparison, NY starter Jon Niese, who acquitted himself favorably in six innings of two-run ball while walking just two, threw 39 balls to 27 batters.

I've always assumed there was a minimum number of times a pitcher must miss the plate to keep batters honest -- something like one-third of his offerings. Short of that, batters can simply come to the plate hacking. For some reason, this doesn't work against Halladay.

At what point is Halladay a Hall of Famer? At 172-87, 3.31, with a 3.5-1 K-BB ratio, he's been the best pitcher in the game over the last seven years, and he has two bronze statues of Cy Young to prove it. (He also came in second once.) He's led the league in innings four times and won 20+ three times. His lifetime ERA is 37% better than league average and that includes an injury-plagued 2000 campaign when he got lit up for a 10.64 ERA. He's first among active pitchers in complete games by a wide -- and growing -- margin.

Halladay has produced 56 wins above replacement, most among active pitchers and more than Whitey Ford, Red Ruffing, Joe McGinnity, Sandy Koufax and Rube Waddell, HOFers all. (He's also well behind Kevin Brown and Luis Tiant.) If Doc traded himself to his family as a 34th birthday present in a fortnight, would he get the nod?

I think there's probably some consensus that such a move would leave us in a pickle. He's certainly HOF quality, but perhaps not quantity. Two more seasons of his current magic gets him in the top 30 for Wins Above Replacement and in the exclusive company of HOFers, and not for nothing, puts him over 200 wins.

So Roy, stay upright, spend less time with your kids, and see you in Cooperstown in no less than seven years.
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26 April 2011

Quick Hits and Curveballs


Coupla-two-tree thoughts as the sports meld on the calendar...

Have Marvin Miller and Bowie Kuhn usurped the NFLPA and commissioner's office?  The way the players are smacking around the owners is reminiscent of 1970s MLB, when Miller and the union spanked Kuhn and the lords of baseball on a weekly basis. 

The football owners have now blown all of a three games to none lead and are about to fall in game seven. They had solidarity and TV revenues. What did the opposition have -- a rookie union boss and a membership of self-centered knuckleheads? It's a stunning turn of events that is turning Roger Goodell into Tom Dewey.

The latest ruling against the lockout means that the two sides won't settle for a long time. As long as one side thinks it can win, it will not have incentive to compromise. The best case scenario for football now is another uncapped season. 

Maybe folks will watch the World Series in October instead. Pray for two warm weather teams.

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Memo to Carolina Panthers: run like Mike Vick from Cam Newton. Avoid Newton, Mass. Don't eat any Fig Newtons.

Let's consider the track record for run-first quarterbacks with low Wunderlick scores from simplified college offenses: Vick, Vince Young, Jamarcus Russel, Cam Newton. Okay, Newton's a better passer than the rest of them. He's also the only one who grew up in the shadow of a sleazebag preacher.

Run like a leaky faucet, Panthers. There are plenty of other areas in which you suck that could use a top draft pick.

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Warning: Expired Equine Whallop Zone
82-game season and four rounds of playoffs to determine who will face the Lakers in the finals. Ya-a-a-a-awn.

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AJ Burnett threw eight solid innings last night, relinquishing a run on three hits. He lost. How unclutch can you get to pitch well the night the opposing hurler throws a one-hit shutout?

The Rockies' Esmil Rogers knows clutch. The three runs and 12 baserunners he allowed in 5.3 innings stood up in a 5-3 win in Chicago because relievers shut down the Cubs for 3.7 innings.

I wonder what SF Chronicle columnist Bruce Jennings is doing tonight?

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Speaking of not being clutch, how about Jose Bautista. He's followed last season's breakout 50-homer season by leading the league so far in batting average (.364) and home runs (eight), but he isn't even in the top eight in the American League in RBI. What a bum!

Obviously, Bautista doesn't bat .364 or hit home runs when it really matters. The Jays should trade him and get someone more clutch, like Derek Jeter (.244, no homers).

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The Phillies' Cliff Lee and Diamondbacks' Ian Kennedy faced off last night in that bandbox in Phoenix. The two starters combined for one walk and 22 strikeouts, and Lee didn't even pitch the eighth or ninth. Kennedy won in a shutout.

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The Brewers recently inked Ryan Braun to a six-year deal for roughly $19 million/year. It's reminiscent of Ryan Howard's much-criticized contract with Philly in that Braun's a big bopper without a glove. On top of that, the Brewers unwisely bought out several years of below-market arbitration.

That aside, it should work out for Milwaukee. Braun is younger than Howard, and although he keeps buying mitts with holes in them, he's got an athletic body, not the lumbering slugger's build that gives many pause about Howard's ability to compete at age 35. Braun's deal is also for $6 million a year less.

More than that, Milwaukee needs Braun. As mentioned in an endorsement of Howard's contract last year, teams don't win without great players. Milwaukee is the smallest market in baseball, so locking up their star for six years means they won't lose him if his value soars. 
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23 April 2011

Feeling Sorry for Baseball Writers


You know the Apocalypse is upon us when baseball writers start earning our sympathy. Well, here we go. 

Decade-long card-carrying BBWAA members are now being asked to parse an era of total uncertainty and enshrine their decisions in bronze for posterity. At a time when the tools to evaluate potential Hall of Famers are more finely honed than ever before, the writers are being asked to throw darts.

I speak of "performance enhancing drugs," of course, but only certain kinds -- the kinds that are illegal or against baseball rules for growing heads like watermelons. Baseball writers will judge some of the greatest performers of all time with absolutely no benchmarks against which to measure them. Are Barry Bonds, Roger Clemens, Sammy Sosa, Mark McGwire, Rafael Palmeiro, Alex Rodriguez, Manny Ramirez and Ivan Rodriguez Hall of Famers? All have been linked to steroid use; all have HoF credentials. 

Raise your hand if you are convinced that Barry Bonds used steroids? Wha? You in the back, yeah you, what's your problem? Oh, you're a Giants fan. In denial, I get it. How about you? Miss? What's that, she's deaf? Okay, that explains it. Everyone else, you can lower your hands. We even know when Bonds started -- 1999, by which time he had already put Cooperstown in a headlock. Do you deny him entry, or just make him sweat a few years before admitting him? 

How about Rafael Palmeiro? His numbers argue in favor but his urine argued against -- at least in the last month of his career. Does one tainted sample erase two decades of accomplishments? It's worth noting that Palmeiro never exhibited the physical changes, like muscles the size of Rhode Island, that ignited snickering about McGwire, Bonds and Sosa. How about ARod, who has tested clean for several years and admitted using for a period long after he'd established his bona fides. Wherefore a guy like Sosa, who's a borderline HoFer even before you consider whether he cheated. If you shave, say, 10% off his performance, he probably doesn't have a case.

Speaking of cheating, is it cheating if everyone does it? How about if three-quarters of the players do it? How about half? (For the record, the lunatic Jose Canseco, who has been right about everything involving this topic, estimated that 70% of players were doping.) Wouldn't Roger Clemens have been among the best pitchers in the game even without that extra edge?

And what happens when Randy Johnson, John Smoltz, Craig Biggio, Derek Jeter and Jeff Bagwell come before the voters? Raise your hand if you know for a fact that they weren't also cheaters. (Of course, Jeter, Biggio and Smoltz have passed drug tests. On the other hand, the cracks in those tests are so wide Lindsay Lohan could get through them.) Hello? Hello?

Those poor writers. Besides blind faith, personal bias, rock, paper and scissors, what criteria can they use to determine? I see a few options here:

The Fatalist -- will throw his hands in the air and elect the top performers, no questions asked. (His cousin, The Denier, will get to the same result by denying that there's any proven advantage from using steroids or HgH.)
The Broad Brusher -- will black-ball anyone whose name is associated with steroid use, period.
The Philadelphia Lawyer -- will bar only those who have tested positive.
The Policy Wonk -- will create his own hierarchy of rules and apply them.
The Situational Ethicist -- will weigh the entirety of the player's career against the certainty and apparent extent of guilt.

One thing we all seem to agree on is that the five-year wait and the 15-year window give voters a chance to consider the issue with clearer vision and due consideration. We need some time to reflect before deciding a movie is an all-time great. (Except for that instant classic -- Mary Poppins. No, really.)

However writers vote, there's a legitimate rationale, as long as they acknowledge the level of uncertainty built into every decision. Personally, I'm the situational ethicist. Bonds, Clemens and ARod would get in, after a suitable period in the penalty box, for sustained greatness. I'd vote for Pudge in part because steroids don't appear to enhance defensive ability. Sosa and Palmeiro were both borderline candidates to me, so a nudge backwards drops them off pedestal. The rules on Planet Loopy are: two strikes and you're out. Nix Ramirez.

McGwire can withstand a small steroid penalty, but there does seem to be significant evidence that his home runs were synthetically generated for most of his career. (On the other hand, the reason steroids are illegal is that they are dangerous, and Big Mac suffered a lot of nagging injuries in his career that might have resulted from steroid use. Maybe the added punch and the lost playing time were a wash.)

The bottom line is that we'll never know the whole story. So I'll be cutting everyone a little slack on this, including the game itself.
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22 April 2011

Everyone in the Pool!


Now that Bud Selig has apparently succeeded in his bloodless Dodger coup, he has turned his sights on his MLB death wish. That, of course, is just a tad bit of hyperbole for the ever-expanding playoffs that now appear to be a fait accompli.

The Commish has suggested that adding two more playoff teams will increase fan interest (provably false), promote the importance of division conquest (obviously true) and advantage the best teams come playoff time (not necessarily true.) Conspicuous in its absence is any mention of lengthening the playoffs into March and November and further diluting the regular season.

Let's take a systematic approach to the 10-team playoff to determine more objectively the value of such a move.

1. Adding a Wild Card play-in raises the likelihood that a division winner advances to the World Series. 

Because the differences in baseball teams are only revealed over due course, it's really important for the credibility of the playoffs, and ultimately the championship, for the most accomplished teams over the 162-game schedule to start with a leg up in the post-season.

The added playoff series would seem to disadvantage the Wild Card teams that have to subject themselves to an added level of elimination and possibly burn up a top starter and the bullpen. However, the Wild Card has been the fourth best team in the playoffs just one-third of the time. The Wild Card has been the second best nearly as often, which means that while the division winners will benefit, the best teams won't necessarily. Under Selig's innovation, the embarrassing 1994 Texas Rangers would get a first-round bye for "winning" the West with a 52-62 record while the undeserving Wild Card Indians (66-47) and Royals (64-51) would have been forced to duel an extra round.

2. The play-in series adds urgency to the division title.

This is undoubtedly true, but, so what? What's so special about winning the division? In the anti-climactic 2006 World Series, the 83-78 Cardinals prevailed in their division while the 95-67 Tigers settled for the Wild Card.

3. More teams in contention translates to added fan interest.

Not! Research shows that this phenomenon is isolated and evanescent. It exists almost exclusively for fans of teams long mired in sub-mediocrity, but it dissipates after the first year. It's obvious why: draining the significance of earning a playoff berth offsets the excitement of being in the championship hunt. But if facts don't dissuade you, consider this: if adding teams adds excitement, why not let everyone into the pool? They''ll love it in Pittsburgh!

4. More post-season games inevitably results in more games played in miserable weather -- games that would be postponed in April but have to be played when the championship is at stake. Whatever plan Bud and his buds conjure up for the new format to avoid drifting into November they should apply now to the current format. The post-season is already played way too often in freezing, inclement, non-baseball weather. (See Philadelphia-Tampa Bay World Series.)

5. The more games played after the regular season ends, the less the regular season matters. That might not matter to the NFL, but it presents two major problems in baseball. First, 162 is an awful lot of games to play to codify the inevitable (i.e., Yankees and Red Sox in the playoffs) and second, seven-game series are a crapshoot in baseball. Winning the championship is already more divorced from determining the best team in baseball than in any other sport. Adding the team with the fifth best record in the league widens that gap.

I have a proposal that will boost the magnitude of the regular season, transform division-winning into a critical state, radically improve the quality of World Series combatants and bring the proceedings to a close well before Halloween. It's the most fan-friendly solution, which is to say it's a non-starter with  the owners, players and TV networks. It will cost them money in the short run, which seems to be the extent of their vision.

Here's the plan: two divisions in each league, no wild card. One playoff round and then the World Series. Sound familiar? Empty seats didn't start attending playoff games until the Wild Card and its alien spawn -- multiple playoff series -- entered the fray.

It has less chance than Charlie Sheen and a Nobel Peace Prize. But is it too much to ask the lords of baseball to stop the lunacy? Duh...winning!
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16 April 2011

A Pro-Choice Throw


Everyday from April to October, I read every box score and every game summary in my local newspaper. I read less of the news every day -- I'm losing interest in which country we've unnecessarily invaded this week or what tired old rhetoric the two political parties are cynically employing -- but I still digest the baseball report whole.

Today is why: I came across this item in the Nationals' 4-3 10-inning win over Milwaukee.

Adam Laroche's 10th inning fielder's choice scored Jayson Werth with the winning run and Washington beat Milwaukee. With one out, Werth grounded to shortstop Yuniesky Betancourt, who threw wildly to first. Werth took second on the error. Werth stole third without a throw.

I didn't see the game or hear anything about it. I'm sure there are explanations for the apparent lunacy revealed by this summary. Humor me.

Werth took third without a throw??? He's the winning freakin' run! Why wouldn't the catcher attempt to douse the rally? The base runner is the only thing that matters in that situation.

He scored on a fielder's choice???? Exactly what choice was that?! Werth was the WINNING RUN!!! Did the second baseman have a $200 parlay on Washington winning with two outs in the 10th? If Jayson Werth was one step from the plate the fielder should still have fired home on the minuscule chance that Werth might suddenly enter a catatonic state.

The Brewers can forget their playoff aspirations this year if they're not going to bother working overtime when games go extra frames. That's why I read this stuff everyday.
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Back To the Future at Citi Field


In a reversal of movie titles, the Mets are already living in their past. With mediocrity a near certainty for 2011, the team brass has to begin thinking about whom to dangle on the trade market for future assets.

There's been an odd misconception in recent years that under-performing teams should jettison their best players at mid-season for prospects. This is only true of franchises with no immediate (the following year or two) pennant hopes and stars near contract expiration. A team like, say, the White Sox, would be foolish to flip Paul Konerko for young'ins even if they've stumbled out of contention in the first half of the season. The South Siders have every expectation of being competitive in '12 and '13; Konerko -- signed for two more years -- would be a cog in that wheel.

The Metropolitans are a different kettle of popcorn. Their headaches are of the Wally Pipp variety, and with powerhouses Philly and Atlanta in the division, there's next to no chance they can contend this year or next. What's more, their aging core expires contractually this year and offers tantalizing value to contenders. Inasmuch as his cash-strapped squad can finish fourth in the division this year with or without Carlos Beltran, Francisco Rodriguez and Jose Reyes, GM Sandy Alderson has to be drawing up plans to convert them into younger talent.

Beltran's departure is a slam dunk. Fragile but deft in the last year of a seven-year deal, Beltran can help a contending club this season with his glove, base-running and gap power if his creaky knees are handled with discretion. The Wilpons will probably have to eat some of his remaining $18.5 million salary to get anything in return, but the salary relief alone has some value.

KRod probably has little trade value. He's a middle reliever with personal issues and a closer's W2 at this point. His $11.5 million salary and $3.5 million buyout for 2012 mean that Alderson will not have many options when offering him. Omar Minaya was bamboozled by KRod's gaudy save numbers (194 over four years with the Angels) when he inked the disastrous 3-year/$37 million deal. Again, if all the Mets get is cost-savings it will position them better for more judicious signings going forward.

Which brings us to Jose Reyes. The one-time lineup catalyst is playing his option year in 2011 in hopes of recapturing the 2006-2008 form that inspired images of Cooperstown. Injuries and a persistently low walk rate preclude a return to .300/.354/.487 with 64 steals, but at 28, Reyes is still capable of hitting .280/.330/.440 with 30 steals, playing a creditable shortstop and catching the occasional bolt of lightning. As Alderson demonstrated when he picked up Reyes' $11 million option, that player can lead a team to a season-ending dogpile. Just not this year in Queens.

So Alderson has a decision to make with Reyes. Should he re-sign the speedy infielder in the hopes that the 2012 or 2013 team can contend or should he offer him to a voracious trade market. The going rate for a talented sub-30 rally-starter on the shiny side of the defensive spectrum is a haul of potential. The decision depends on what he expects of Reyes in the coming seasons, how close he thinks his team is to relevance and how much Reyes is willing to accept to stay in NY. If Alderson is honest with himself, Reyes is gone.

After Beltran and KRod have departed, the Mets have four remaining stars. One of them -- Johan Santana -- will spend more time on the DL than with his wife. David Wright, Jason Bay, Reyes and the junk pile that the Mets throw onto the field these days is more than a player or two from a championship. The farm, trades, and free agent signings might provide more relief three years out, but then Reyes and his balky hamstrings are on the wrong side of 30. In short, Reyes is worth less to the Mets than he is to a contender that can put a solid core around him into the indefinite future. Assuming the offers are robust, the Mets should cash in their star shortstop.
If the trio I've named leaves town, this is a pretty sorry squad. Wright and Bay and then just pray. The starting rotation is solidly middle of the league and Angel Pagan is a reasonable facsimile of a center fielder, but the Mets will be playing for the future. Given their immediate past and present, that's probably the direction to look.
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09 April 2011

Traded to Madrid for Francisco Franco


I'd give my official South Atlantic League baseball, caught off the bat of a Savannah Sand Gnat at a Charleston (SC) RiverDogs game in 2003, to be a fly on Theo Epstein's wall following the announcement of Manny Ramirez's most recent pregnancy problems and subsequent decision to seek diplomatic immunity in Spain.

The new sitcom, Manny Being Retired, had to make the wunderkind GM shake his head in every conceivable direction. In the time since Epstein dealt the petulant hitting savant to the Dodgers in 2008, Ramirez has managed in turn: spectacular, inordinately costly, frustrating, very good, dismal,  relatively inexpensive and utterly useless -- all within two-and-a-half seasons. If that isn't Ramirez's formerly Hall of Fame career in a nutshell -- and where else would you put his career? -- Snooki is a Rhodes scholar.

Let's review: Finally exasperated with Ramirez's prescient Charlie Sheen imitation, Epstein jettisoned the under-performing bat and glove in mid-2008 along with a minor leaguer in a three-team deal that netted a year-and-a-half of Jason Bay. L.A. received half a season of Ramirez for a trio of prospects and he immediately began tearing the cover off the ball. In 53 games he scorched the NL for a 1.232 OPS, dragging the Dodgers into the playoffs and the League Championship Series.

Based on those otherworldly 187 at bats, the Dodgers signed their new hero to a gargantuan two-year contract. Anyone outside of (Dodger GM) Ned Colleti's immediate family who didn't see that marriage unraveling like (Dodger owner) Frank McCourt's probably thinks invading Iraq was a good idea.

Ramirez rewarded the Dodgers a month into the season by ringing up a 50-game suspension for steroid use. Although he hit a magnificent .290/.418/.531 in 104 games, he contributed nothing in the 58 games he missed, and contributed less than nothing with defense that could charitably be described as execrable.

Midway through year two of the contract and DL visit three for Ramirez, the Dodgers dumped his sideshow on the White Sox, getting absolutely nothing in return, and winning the trade comfortably. Ramirez improved his fielding in Chicago (he DH'd) but otherwise pooped the bed, accumulating two extra base hits over the last quarter of the season. He did get a haircut though, which inspired comparisons to Samson, though the only thing biblical about Ramirez were the plagues he wrought upon his teams.

It's tempting to think that because he used up a roster spot in Tampa Bay for only five games Ramirez had no impact on the Rays. But there is an opportunity cost to passing on other arrangements for DH based on the belief the position had been filled. Their next best option or three may now no longer be available to the Rays.

Which brings us back to Theo Epstein. When Ramirez was printing playoff tickets singlehandedly in Chavez Ravine during the 2008 season, there had to be some frustration in Boston. The soap opera since has served to remind Theo why he took Two-and-a-Half Excedrin off the air in New England. Moreover, when he considers the inexpensive season-and-a-half of Jason Bay that he leveraged  (.915 OPS, good defense and 16 of 19 steals) before wisely leaving Bay to the open market ($66-$80 million over five years), he's got to be doing the cha-cha behind his office door. And that will be helpful now that he's Dancing With the Stars Carl Crawford and Adrian Gonzalez, acquisitions he might not have been able to make had he continued to sink millions in Ramirez and the psychiatric office visits that would have necessitated.

Knowing when to fold is one of Theo's talents. It appears it's one of Ramirez's as well.
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07 April 2011

Seeing the Invisible


Dear friends of Chris Jenkins,

Two weeks ago, your favorite columnist wrote an epistle against new baseball analysis, ruing the demise of the pitching win. A won-lost record should mean something, he intoned.

A week into the season, I come to praise the win-loss record, not to bury it. Tim Lincecum can tell you the value of a pitching win. He quieted the Dodgers on three hits over seven innings in his first start, but failed his team by allowing his catcher to make an error, allowing the game's only run to score.

Joe Blanton's profile is not similarly stained. He surrendered seven runs on 10 hits in 4.3 frames last night but, because his team owned a seven-run lead, he got no decision. Pitching to the score, I guess. Just as Mike Pelfrey did on the other side, retiring six batters before allowing an eighth Phillie score. He must've known the Mets would tie the game. Bruce Jenkins says neither hurler deserves to lose and Bruce is an honorable man.

Last night, Jason Hammel served up two homers and three walks for four runs in five innings to L.A., but since he knew his Rockie teammates would provide him seven runs, earned credit for a win. The Reds' Edinson Volquez did the same for his run of fives against the limp Astros' lineup -- five innings, five hits, five walks and four runs. Bruce Jenkins says a win is valuable and Bruce is an honorable man.

On Tuesday, the Reds' Mike Leake, Washington's Jason Marquis  and the Cards' Kyle McClellan all held their opponents to a pair of runs in six innings. Leake got the win; neither Marquis nor McClellan did. Relief pitching and run support were the difference, but Bruce Jenkins says the win distinguishes Leake's performance from the others' and Bruce is an honorable man.

I'm not sure how Bruce will explain the loss Derek Lowe absorbed for holding the Brewers to one run in six innings. I suspect he'll point out that he shouldn't have allowed any scoring if his offense wasn't going to cross the plate.

Insightful observers like Bruce Jenkins, who remain versed in the measuring techniques of Old Hoss Radbourne's day, see something the rest of us don't. They see how a pitcher can control for his teammates' offensive and defensive abilities, and want to see that ability enshrined in the won-loss record. And since we don't possess Bruce's special talent, maybe we should just accept his assertions on faith.
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04 April 2011

Rethinking Ryan Howard


What's a guy got to do to get some love? How about win a couple of home run titles, knock in 136+ each of four years, get aboard safely at a .372 clip, stick his nose into the World Series twice -- winning it once, graduate college and treat fans well?

C'mon, he even loves his mom. Yet many of the analytically-inclined, including my own personal self, denigrate Ryan Howard and predict doom and gloom for the rest of his career.

In a previous post about Phillies misphortune -- (morphing "f" sounds into "ph" while discussing the phranchise in Philly is a requirement in the blogger's handbook) -- I dismissed Howard as a dimming star because he only smacked 31 out last year. Players his size often don't age well into their 30s, so he's sometimes viewed in the past tense at age 31.

But as Phanatic reader Paz points out, Howard was injured last season and not at full strength for much of the year. Still, his .277/.353/.505 performance would be the envy of most first basemen. If he regresses even halfway to his career standard (.280/.372/.573 with 46 home runs) he remains a mighty phorce.

What are the odds of that? I'd say they're close to 100%, barring injuries. Howard has demonstrated that he's that level of talent. He's still young enough to injure baseballs at an alarming rate. His portside inclinations are an added piece of serendipity. Southpaws throw kryptonite at Ryan Howard (.234/.316/.453 versus lefties), so it's fortunate for him that most innings are served up from the starboard side.
 
What remains problematic for the Philly phirst baseman is the increasing odds of infirmity. Particularly in the cases of lumbering behemoths such as him, it's increasingly difficult to prevent the injury bug from snacking as time marches forward. Because he can't compensate with speed, defense or a DH slot, Howard has much less margin for error. If he doesn't stay healthy and regularly turn around fastballs, he's an expensive clubhouse bauble.

All of which is a long way of saying that we dismiss Ryan Howard at our own peril. He's still an elite hitter until proven otherwise. But...hedge your bets on him.
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01 April 2011

Ramon Hernandez for MVP


I can't decide whether my MVP of the season so far is Milwaukee backstop Ramon Hernandez, on pace for an .800 BA,. with 162 HR and 486 RBI, or Dodger fireballer Clayton Kershaw, on pace for a 35-0, 0.00 season with 35 walks and 315K in 245 innings.

One thing I know for sure is I wouldn't want to sign that bum Pujols for five cents. He didn't get a hit all season.

Sympathies to Tim Lincecum, 0-35, 0.00 and victimized by catcher errors every time out. Can a guy compete for the Cy Young even if he's winless?

On the flip side, Jonathan Broxton wins the Rabbit's Foot award for leading the league in saves despite a 9.00 ERA.

People complain that the season is too long. Man, it's five months too short for me. Welcome back, bro.
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