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steve-o's avatar

Well, this sucks! I totally get why Alek might be pissed off about not getting more run, but shit man, go to AAA or wherever and force your way back.

This is not going to end well.

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After having invested a significant portion of my free time expanding my knowledge of the sport of baseball in 2023, I felt like I needed to get something off my chest. The distressing emotions that have been provoked by my Jays fandom, and become entangled with existentialism and absurdism, seem to be shared by Nick Ashbourne in recent podcasts.

My experience as a Jays fan in 2023 has nauseated me, turned me against the fans, and ultimately against the sport altogether. I was very bullish at the beginning of the year because of the unprecedented roster balance that had been obtained by the front office – inept starting pitching development notwithstanding – compared to the previous teams in the Guerrero/Bichette era. I went as far as to opine that this year’s team would exceed the regular season dominance of the 2015 and 2021 teams, with the possibility of being considered the best team – on paper – in the franchise’s history when it was all said and done. At first, I was delighted by the team's new look, high strikeout, pitching staff, but my enjoyment was being overshadowed by the petulant fans complaining about RISP, who insisted that pitching and defense wins championships for years and years and years prior. While the team has been treading water and playing on par with their pre-season roster projections, at a disconcerting level of consistency, through its first 144 games, my disgust for the sport has only grown in proportion with the consternation of the fanbase and the blatantly false platitudes that continue to disseminate without any regard for the truth.

I started questioning every platitude that has been entrenched in the meaning of the sport itself. Since people have been collecting data, no one has found evidence to support the claim that hitters have more control over the outcome of their at-bats when runners are in scoring position. It would seem reasonable for all the data that has ever been collected on the subject, to trump 120 games of a team’s underperformance in this situation, in our evaluation and formulation of expectations of that team’s upcoming performance. However, most people clearly feel differently about the matter and place a special emphasis on an individual season, as if each player on a roster has a different essence for every season they play, and every single season in a franchise’s history is treated like a different chemical compound. I guess the 2023 Blue Jays can’t hit with RISP because there is something demonic about the number 2023 that scares people wearing blue when men are on second and third.

This led to further questioning about whether 162 games is a large enough sample size to distinguish team quality, which it isn’t. The cream doesn’t in fact ‘rise to the top’ after a season consisting of 162 games: The 2016 Rangers, if I remember correctly, were the 1st seed in the American league, but they placed close to 20th in team WRC+ and close to last in team K-BB%. Rather than questioning the validity of a team’s record in an absurd sport like baseball, this probably validated the opinion of fans and pundits that the team possessed a clutch gene. Another one I hear all too often is, “this isn’t a world series team with player x employed on their roster”. “Bo Bichette isn’t a shortstop on a world series team. Jordan Romano isn’t a closer on a world series team. Daulton Varsho isn’t a cleanup hitter on a world series team.” The concept of rewarding a team for playing better in October than in April is absurd, batting order is absurd and the 2015 royals probably had a worse ‘cleanup hitter’ than Daulton Varsho.

If it isn’t becoming obvious, people don’t subscribe to these narratives because they are incapable of applying basic reasoning; They are concocted by necessity because the sport is unwatchable when its absurdity and ugliness becomes exposed in its nakedness. This problem is unique to baseball because there is no such thing as an eye test. The differences in player ability – like being able to throw a ball 95 mph vs. 90 mph from 60 feet away, or hitting the ball 5 mph harder in an average at-bat – are hardly perceptible to the human eye if we’re being honest with ourselves. Since baseball greatness can only be captured on a spreadsheet, devoid of the awe inspiring magic that can be felt from watching Roger Federer glide on a tennis court or Michael Jordan play a finals game with the flu, it lacks aesthetic quality. I still enjoy thinking about the sport in mathematical terms but watching it feels more like watching a communist lottery system – especially because a team’s pre-season projections predict ROS W% with more accuracy than that team’s current record after a long period of time – rather than a display of greatness. Nowadays, I am only enamored with dominant starting pitchers and dominant pitching performances.

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