Monday, September 21, 2009

Monday Mysticism: Should've Banged



I don't usually spend much time perusing comments on other blogs, or hanging around in message-board chat rooms, but I wanted to share what commenter Rin Tin Tin had to say over on Bob Gretz's blog...

"Barry Manilow may have sung about those weekends New England but in here Kaycee it’s 0 for 40 and counting…

Croyle 116.7 QB RATING
ca$$el 66.3 QB RATING

Croyle 2 tds & 0 ints – 24 points ‘on the road’ against perhaps the best defense in the entire NFL.

ca$$el 1 td & 2 ints – 10 points ‘at home’ v one of the worst teams in the entire NFL.

Croyle starts next Sunday in Philly – if the Chiefs want ANY chance of winning…"


My point in yesterday's post was this: Starting the hot hand, as in Croyle, would've given the Chiefs the opportunity to win yesterday, a win that would've meant a ton, as they likely won't be favored to win again in at least two months. That could've possibly given the club a bit of confidence and Cassel's knee one more week to heal. The upside of course is that he got his first game under his belt, and might have more sync, more confidence heading into a tough, tough stretch of games. I do not posit that Brodie is a better quarterback, although one day I might. I also disagree with the notion that he should start in Philly. One week from today, however, I might be saying something else. That is all.
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Sunday, September 20, 2009

Sunday Sermon: Starter Snippet



Even though they continue to employ the biggest bozo in Kansas City sports-talk radio, KCSP 610 AM is reporting that Matt Cassel gets the start today in the Chiefs home opener against the Oakland Raiders.

This is a stupid decision because a) why rush back from injury, 2) Brodie Croyle played well against a tough defense, and c) it'd be nice to see the kid get a win. Also, he doesn't rock White Sox hats. I'd much rather see me some Brodie Bangs today.
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Thursday, September 17, 2009

Sleeping with the Enemy: Week Two, Raiders @ Chiefs

Welcome in, HoGnation to the first in-season football post of 2009. Naturally, this is a shame because I offered no analysis of the Chiefs' pre-season, or a review of week one at Baltimore. That said, these were my thoughts regarding that game: 1) I thought it would be a route so I was pleased when it was not, 2) The defensive/special teams plays that kept KC in the game through most of the fourth quarter were reason to be excited for that game and that game only, 3) I dug Todd Haley's animation on the sideline



as well as 4) Brodie Croyle's performance on the field. It was a loss, but the result, at least, was what I expected. Aside from a pass-happy offense, the Ravens were, a-hem, who I thought they were.

That said, it's time to kick off another season of "Sleeping with the Enemy," where we sit down for a minute with a fan of the week's opponent. Last year, Oakland Raider fan Zeitgeist joined us. He was kind enough to offer us his time again for Sunday's game. My questions, his words, post-jump.

Bankmeister: For starters, how much football did you watch last weekend? Did you see the Chiefs-Ravens game? Denver-Cincy? If so, what were your thoughts on them? Second, I assume you watched Oakland-San Diego Monday night. What did you think of your team's performance?

In my estimation, the Raider defense surprised a lot of folks last year, yet they let the beautifully mulleted Rob Ryan go, and, after one game, it would appear to be even better? There was a lot of front-line domination going on, and even though the Chargers had to piecemeal an offensive line early in the game, it seems as if this unit is for real. Was that game a fluke, or is this Oakland D going to punch a lot of teams in the mouth?

Zeitgeist: I saw a most of the Chiefs Ravens game. Brodie Croyle coming off an 0-8 in starting was there to replace an injured Matt Cassel; it didn't look good. However, he completed 16 of 24 passes (66.7%) for 177 yards and tied a career high with two TDs. Defense and special teams looked good with a punt block for a return, as well as a Derrick Johnson INT for a lengthy 70-yard return. It looked like they might just have something, and alas, I was not surprised they just couldn't pull it off. Much credit to Joe Flacco and Ravens D. In the end, 188 yards for the Chiefs vs. 501 yards for the Ravens, and you get the picture: still lots of work to be done at Arrowhead.

All I caught were highlights of the Broncos-Bengals game, and by the looks of it that's all I needed to see. Congratulations to Kyle Orton for his flop of a game-saving touchdown (if that's what you call it). In our fantasy league his points actually beat out P. Manning's. What was I thinking benching him(Orton) over Manning!?

Now on to the Monday night game(s).

I pretty much yawned my way through the Patriots-Bills game. I really had no interest in either team, and throwback uniforms kinda make me sick. They always look so bad, why remember that? I watched it for maybe a new glimpse of the T.O. Show but his day was a fizzle. Mostly waiting for the next game and a girlfriend of mine to bring some food and drinks. I'll pass the time with football any day.

Raiders-Chargers was a game I went into with much doubt on my shoulders for my team. I was reluctant to applaud when things were going right but soon couldn't help myself. The addition of Richard Seymour to the defense was awesome for them. Sacking Rivers twice in the first half and holding the elusive L. Tomlinson at bay. I admit that I thought Rob Ryan was one of the only good things the Raiders organization hadn’t fired and was surprised to see a very improved defense this season. I know it's only week one, but keep up that practice, and you are going to win some games. Two things they were not prepared for: the two-minute-drill power of Philip Rivers and the explosive speed and small size of Darren Sproles. It will be very interesting to see the adjustments made by this defense in the upcoming Chiefs game. From what I saw however they have what it takes to be a contender. Is the offense ready to support?

B: I couldn't agree with you less regarding that Pats-Bills game. I don't care much for either club, but I thought it was a good game. Also, I think throwbacks in all sports are pretty awesome, unless they're the powder-blue Chargers, which are guh-ayy. Powder blue is supposed to be reserved for bad Kansas City baseball only.

There is indeed much work to be done for the Chiefs, and I think we're far from knowing just what the Denver Broncos will bring this season. I'd argue the same for the Chargers. An interesting thought I had though: Our two teams have a lot in common this year. Most are expecting that they will generally suck, even though there are the select few that have predicted close-to-.500 finishes for both Kansas City and Oakland. Since the last time we spoke, the Chiefs have completely cleaned house. There's a new general manager, head coach, team of coordinators, and mostly a new roster as well. Comparing this year's 53-man for the Chiefs with what it looked like at the end of last season, 30 players have been cut; some three have found NFL jobs since their departure.

So I'm curious: Do you think this franchise is heading in the right direction? Are they making smart choices? Is it too early to tell?

I'll ask you the same about your club. Obviously, most NFL fans think negatively of Al Davis. We've covered him in the past, so we'll leave him be for the most part. The weird thing to me, though, is the promotion of Tom Cable from offensive coordinator to interim coach, leaving him in that position while you interview other candidates, and then deciding to stick with him in the end. Seems like that's somewhat of a rarity in professional sports, but it could wind up being a smart choice. What are your thoughts on your coach? Did you have any opinion on the jaw punch he delivered to his assistant? Do I understand correctly that that assistant was then relieved of his duties?

As far as the squad, Darren McFadden showed last year, against the miserly Chiefs at least, that he could be a pretty promising rock toter. Monday night looked decent for him as well. Factor in Michael Bush and Justin Fargas when healthy and the Oakland running game could be stellar. As with any running game, this depends heavily on the blocking scheme of the offensive line, which, if Monday night was for real, they should be tough. The defense, as I mentioned, seems to be improved, which bodes well for the Raiders in a potentially weak division of offensive schemes.

The X-factor, in my opinion, continues to be JaMarcus Russell. I don't know how much you follow the SportsTalkRadios, the newspaper columnists, or the blog writers. I follow each in varying degrees, but try to keep my opinions my own. Russell is one topic of discussion in which I can do little more than agree with all of them in the sentiment that he is simply not a good quarterback.



The one compliment that he keeps getting is that he's a large physical specimen, which, to me, is a back-handed way of saying "fatass that hasn't, and might not, develop into a real deal." We talked a bit about him last year, but your thoughts now? Any comment on Russell sporting that trendy mohawk that has unfortuneately come back into fashion for the kidz?

What about this receiving corps? What's the deal with Javon Walker? He's on the roster, but I've heard nary a peep about him. Johnnie Lee Higgins? Darrius Heyward-Bey? Think these guys'll pan out? Looks to me like Louis Murphy and Zach Miller (TE) are the only decent threats Russell has to target. Who's gonna lead this team in catches? Receiving TDs?

Finally, where do you see this team finishing in the standings? Give us a place, and a win-loss prediction, give us a prediction for the game, and tell us, assuming you're going to the 'Head regaled in silver and black, where you're sitting. And if you won't be in attendance, explain to us why you won't be supporting your team in person.

Z: Oh man, leave the Royals out of this; I can only do one bad K.C. team at a time. I can understand the devotion of a Chiefs fan in the hardest of times, because I'm a Raiders and Royals fan. It's pretty bad when even Detroit has a better sports demographic.

It's hard to tell this early in the season if it is the right direction, however it is without a doubt a very "new" direction, which is something the Chiefs have needed for a long time. The Chiefs have been teetering on the clean-house totter for quite some time and after the long awaited resignation of Carl Peterson, I think this organization can finally start anew. I'm excited to see the progress and the unavoidable mistakes that can be made by a fresh team. I gotta tell ya though: Watching Chiefs new Head Coach Todd Haley light up Brodie Croyle like he did early with 9:35 left in the first quarter (Croyle was sacked on 2nd and 9, the Ravens took a timeout....and then the Chiefs took a time out. Why? Brodie Croyle get couldn't the play called in time.) To watch Haley flare up like he did shows real devotion to a winning team and not to players who don't know their job. I could be wrong, but I liked it! With the current staff and attitude I think they have made the best choices they could. Only time will tell on this one.

I'm sooooo done with blaming Al Davis for this team. It might be a factor, but it still comes down to the field. However, when it comes to coaching changes and head scratching afterward this it totally Davis' m.o. That being said, I think I like Tom Cable where he is. The whole punching Randy Hanson thing is nearly a closed case and no charges have been pressed so far. I also heard that this particular asst. had problems with Kiffin also, and was suspended after the Sept 2008 games vs. Denver after harsh words were spoken to the coach. Have not heard about a firing though; looks like they are handling it internally. I'm new to the Tom Cable philosophy and whether it's constructive or not. Right now in hostility-filled Oakland, seems like a good fit.

I couldn't agree more on several levels with the running game and the direction the Raiders are headed with it. This leads into the JaMarcus Russell problem too. Russell has never seemed to be able to calm down enough to keep his accuracy at bay. Several times this last game he threw the ball to no one. I think the organization is putting a lot more emphasis on the run in order to compensate for these problems with the newish QB. Is he or is he not a good QB? Right now I'm leaning towards no. He has a lot of ability and strength, his college performances were outstanding.

However in the NFL everything is faster and everyone is bigger. After sustaining that knee injury last week and getting right back on the field there is no question he is dedicated. He needs to start becoming a leader and heading the charge of this run game, if they could work that one-two punch this team has it. Right now it just looks as if again the run is there to compensate for a still unproven Russell. What’s Matt Leinart doing these days? I'm sure he can prove something.

As for the receiving core I'm about as lost as you are. J. Walker is not hurt but holds a position behind Heyward-Bey and J. Lee Higgins who has a shoulder injury right now. All things being said JaMarcus didn't even hit a wide out against the Chargers until I can’t remember but seemed like around halftime. Which goes back to my point: until this passing game smoothes out, the Raiders are going to still have to fight hard to win, all blown touchdown calls aside (thanks a lot Ref!).

I am not afraid to think that this Raiders team can and will hit .500 or a maybe a little over. With the talent I saw, they definitely have the potential. Would love to go to the game, but the last day of my current employment ends the Saturday before. Will be watching on high def at home saving those ever-precious dollars in a sketchy economy. Chiefs games ain’t cheap.

Man I dunno what to say about the opening mohawk that (Russell and) Shawne Merriman displayed. Apparently if you choke your girlfriend it's acceptable to where a "bro-hawk." JaMarcus may have his issues on the field but off he seems to me to be solid character. My real prediction for this game is that both teams are claiming rights to prove why they should have won the last game. Looking at both teams after watching both games I'm fairly certain the Raiders have it in for the Chiefs. This, of course, depends on the health of Matt Cassel. I say Raiders by +10. What the over/under would be is out of my understanding. Both teams have WAY too much to prove. That is if I even understood this season’s officiating rules, which are getting pretty obscure.

B: Awesome. Well thank you, sir, once more, for your time. We'll see you Sunday. I'm calling for the home team by four.
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Baseball in the Daytime: The Day After the Real Mexican Independence Day

Welcome back in for what's basically the only feature we bring you anymore with any regularity. What with the economy in the outhouse, we've had to cut our staff significantly. Gone are the beat writers that brought you Tradition Tuesday, We Are Hot Chicks Wednesday, ThumbTubes & YouNails, and the ol' Fiction Fix. Left are the lazy slouches known as the Iron Triangle. Bummer for you. No big whoop for us, the lazy and uninventive.

What remains, then, is some day baseball, the occasional long-winded feature, and the dying hopes of the Cy Young award going to a young man with a special-mouthed girlfriend. Your day baseball slate, a click away.

Kansas City @ Detroit, 12:05 Central: Heading into last night's game at Comerica, I had a feeling the Royals would lose. It was one of those situations where, having won seven of their last 10, and considering that Minnesota had won to potentially slide up a game on the Tigers, that the Royals typically find a way not to win. My thoughts changed for a minute when they went up 3-0, but ol' Lenny DiNardo couldn't quite make it through the fifth. Tigers four, Royals three. A solid two-plus weeks into September, it's time to fully shift away from Operation Standings Affect and into Operation Avoid One Hundred Losses. Today's matchup doesn't really bode well for that transition, either. I mean, one of the best arms in the American League will be on the hill for Kansas City: Zack Greinke. This second half, in terms of run support, has just been brutal for Stank, though. He's 13-8 heading into today's tilt, and really, could be aiming for win number 20. His E.R.A. of 2.19 is still the best in baseball. Tim Lincecum of Los Gigantes is closest with a 2.30, and only Linc' and Justin Verlander have more K's. Stank's counterpart today, Edwin Jackson, has done well for himself this season. He sits at 12-8, with a 3.22, and has fanned 145 while walking 62. If you're watching, DirecTV 213, 721 are your channels. If you're listening, it's XM 176.

Milwaukee @ Chicago, 1:20: Matchup number two on our day baseball slate is a bit sad, in that in includes two teams from the same division that really could be contending for a Wild Card spot, had their respective trains not derailed last month. There's a mild discrepancy regarding today's starters for the visiting team: The local fishwrap says the 3-5 Mike Burns'll be on the mound in Chicago; MLB's Intranets site says Dave Bush will take the hill for the Brew Crew. If it's Bush -- and we'll assume that it is -- he's trying to work his way back to .500, having won his last two starts. If it's Burns, he'll be looking for win number four on the season, and hoping to whittle away at a a six-plus E.R.A. The Brewers are playing for next year and for pride. Chicago, with six and-a-half games and four clubs in front of them, could still squeak in, but they'd need some light's-out baseball, a wing, and a prayer. The Cubbies look to get that rollin'; Milwaukee's looking for a series split. DirecTV likes this one so much, it's offering three choices: 307, 722, 723. XM felt it was only worth one: 183.

That's your schtick for today, baseball fans. Here's hoping your sticks and rubbers bask in that sun.
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Wednesday, September 16, 2009

The HoG25: The 25 Best (Starting) Pitchers of the Last 25 Years (Part Two)

Welcome back ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. Yesterday we brought you installment number one of The HoG25's pitcher selection. We know by now that all two of our readers are familiar with what we're talking about when we refer to both the series and the individual features, so no explanations are necessary.

For the record -- and if you give it some thought you might understand -- determining those that will be included, as well as those who will not has not been an easy process. We've basically made selections, made fun of one another for making such selections, and then griped about in what order we'll list the selections we were just bitching about. It's good times all around, and we do it all for you. So hop past the skip and see who made the cut. Happy reading.


10. Kevin Brown

Old No. 7:
The most overlooked pitcher of the past 25 years is Kevin Brown, bar none.

Brown wasn’t overlooked by baseball men, who put him on six All-Star teams and signed him to the first $100 million contract in baseball history in 1998. But he never won a Cy Young Award, despite 211 career wins and 2397 strikeouts. Brown was the ace of the 1997 Marlins that won the World Series (although he pitched like shit in that Series) and the Padres that made it to the Fall Classic the following year.

Brown threw a killer sinker, a gravity-sucking fastball that batters beat into the earth time and time and time again. In the parlance of the times, Kevin Brown’s sinker was heavy. It broke your bat and hurt your hands. For a span of about eight years, Brown’s sinker was right up there with Mariano Rivera’s cutter, Randy Johnson’s slider and Pedro Martinez’s changeup as the best single pitches in the game.

Best of all, Kevin Brown was one of the biggest assholes baseball has ever seen. His blind rage toward everyone —- opponents, teammates, umpires, fans, reporters, Joe Torre’s office wall -— rivals the pure unfiltered hate of one Barry Bonds. Barry was a dick, but even Barry never pulled a gun on his neighbor over a pile of lawn clippings. That particular delivery was trademarked by Kevin Brown.

9. Mike Mussina

Cecil:
A few years back, Peter “20 Dolla Bill, Y’all” alluded to a major league pitcher -— a college-educated major league pitcher, no less -— with a big-time club who was a virulent racist in his private life. As far as I know, the actual name never came to light, but folks widely assumed that it was Mike Mussina.
He was basically the only choice anyone could come up with, because he was a Yankee and had a degree in Economics from Stanford. Is it true? Maybe. I honestly have no idea. Maybe Gammons was just letting his Sox-lovin’ Freak Flag fly. Or maybe Moose displayed a collection of genuine Nazi daggers in his locker. What is true, indisputably true, is that Mike Mussina is on the short list of the best pitchers I’ve ever seen in my life.

Let’s start with the fact that he owns the American League career record for most consecutive seasons with 11 or more victories, an impressive 17. He is the oldest first-time 20-game winner in Major League history, having hit the mark in 2008, his final season. His overall stats -— 250+ wins, overall career ERA under 3.70 -— put him in Hall of Fame company. Part of the story with Mussina, though, is how close he came to some spectacular career marks: He nearly pitched a perfect game on a number of occasions and finished in the top 5 of Cy Young balloting six times, but never closed the deal on either. Nor did he ever win a World Series, even though he appeared in two with the Yankees.

But he did spend his entire career in the Majors’ toughest division, the AL East, so maybe we need to look at his career through that particular prism. If he’d pitched in the National League he might have 300 wins. Even if he is a racist. A racist that likes crossword puzzles.

8. Roy Halladay

Old No. 7:
It’s a shame that Halladay has wasted his career playing for unappreciative simpletons in Canada. Had he worked in an American market, even a backwater like Pittsburgh or Kans— I mean Milwaukee, he’d have multiple Cy Youngs and the adoration of millions of actual baseball fans. Instead he saddles up in front of 12,000 bored hockey freaks every fifth night and rockets BBs toward home plate.

The complete game is a lost art, we all know this and hear it all the time. No one finishes what they start, and today’ pitchers are perfectly content to put in their five or six and hand it over to the bullpen. Let’s all ignore the fact that this is the most effective way to win a game -— by using your freshest arms and maximizing platoon matchups late in a tight contest. It does seem less manly to pitch less than nine innings, compared to the old days.

Cy Young won 511 games, we all know that number. But ol’ Cy completed 749 games. Chew on that for a minute. Only three pitchers in history (Young, Nolan Ryan and Don Sutton) have ever notched more than 749 starts. But that was back in the dead-ball era, a time of one-man rotations, polio and unsliced bread.

In 1972 Steve Carlton posted one of the best seasons a pitcher has ever had. He went 27-10 with a 1.97 ERA, 310 strikeouts in 346 innings, and 30 complete games for a Phillies team that only won 59 games. Two years later Catfish Hunter finished 30 starts for the Yankees, the last time a pitcher achieved 30 CG. Once the five-man rotation took hold, league leaders in CGs dipped into the teens. Bert Blyleven’s 24 in ’85, Ron Guidry’s 21 in ’83 and Fernando Valenzuela’s 20 in ’86 are the last three times someone has exceeded 20 CG.

Randy Johnson’s 12 complete games in 1999 mark the last time a starter even hit double figures. Halladay has come close, completing nine games in 2003 and again last year, but even a bulldog like Doc fails to finish even a third of his starts despite leading the AL in CGs five times.

Does this make Halladay less of a man than Cy Young, or Steve Carlton, or even Randy Johnson? I don’t think so. Lots of things in baseball are different these days. Players in the 1800s didn’t wear mitts or batting helmets, pitchers in the 1960s had the advantage of a higher mound and bigger zone, and up until last year you could gobble as many amphetamines as you wished in the clubhouse. The game evolves, and even though the endless parade of relievers that Tony LaRussa imposed upon us is occasionally annoying, it’s always better when you see the best players facing one another. And without a doubt, today’s relief specialists and closers give batters stiffer competition in the ninth than a gassed starter.

Unless that starter is Roy Halladay, Arvada West High School Class of 1995. Halla!

7. Tom Glavine

Cecil:
It’s hard to get worked up about Tom Glavine. He just isn’t that kind of pitcher. He also seems like kind of a boring dude, someone whose idea of a really rockin’ Saturday night involves a church barbecue. Nothing against churches, or barbecue, but you know he’s wearing pleated Dockers right now and drinking a glass of room-temperature skim milk.



Maybe that’s why he’s kinda flown under the radar when the sports talk turns to great pitchers of recent vintage -— he just did what he did, which was pile up double-digit wins almost every single year of his career for a team (the Atlanta Braves, in case you’re forgetful) that made the playoffs on a nearly seasonal basis. He never overpowered anyone like John Smoltz nor was he possessed of the mystic pitching skills of Greg Maddux; his superpower was consistency. He won 20 games five times, a pair of Cy Young Awards and led the league in games started on six occasions, including the final four years of his tenure in Atlanta.
He reminds me, in a way, of Don Sutton. A guy who had some excellent individual seasons but reached the 300 win plateau largely because he was good at being good, at sticking around without losing his game. Well, there was some controversy about whether Sutton deserved election to the Hall of Fame. There won’t be any with Tom Glavine.

6. Curt Schilling

Old No. 7:
Throw out the bloody sock (please, it’s gross). Throw out the political dalliances, especially the current prospective run for Ted Kennedy’s Senate seat. Throw out the blogging, the babbling, the bullshit and the faux humility. Get rid of all that distracting garbage, and what’s left is a borderline Hall of Fame career for Curtis Montague Schilling.

Hall of Fame? Are you serious? He only won 216 games, while the following gentlemen are excluded from Cooperstown with more career victories: Joe Niekro (221), Jerry Koosman (222), Luis Tiant (229), Frank Tanana (240), Dennis Martinez (245), Jack Morris (254), Jim Kaat (283), Bert Blyleven (287) and Tommy John (288)? That’s true, and as an aside I think Tiant, Blyleven and John deserve entry while Martinez, Morris and Kaat all have legitimate cases. But let’s look beyond the overvalued win count, and get into what made Schilling so effective.

Only 16 men have struck out more than 3000 batters, and every one of them is in the Hall with a couple exceptions. Blyleven is left out, despite the fifth-most K’s ever —- a fucking travesty. And Unit, Rocket, Maddux, Pedro, Schilling and Smoltz are not yet eligible.

Beyond simply compiling gaudy strikeout numbers, however, Schilling, has the 15th-best strikeout per 9 innings pitched figure for men who have thrown more than 1000 innings at 8.6. Throughout his career Schilling was able to get his whiffs -— when he was young and erratic in Baltimore and Houston, when he was maturing in Philly, when he was peaking in Arizona, and when he was fading in Boston.

Many masters of the strikeout, however, are inefficient pitchers. Nolan Ryan is famous for striking out more batters than anyone in history. But Nolan also walked more batters, threw more wild pitches, allowed more stolen bases, and yielded more hits per 9 IP than any man who ever pitched.

Schilling’s ratio of 4.4 strikeouts per walk is the second-best in baseball history. He hit only 52 batters in his career, in over 3200 innings -- Carlos Zambrano, Kerry Wood and Schilling’s old teammate Bronson Arroyo have all topped 20 HBP in a single season. Schilling simply never gave you a free pass. In this era of emphasizing on-base percentage, with more and more teams taking pitches, working counts and trying to boot starters early, Schilling pounded the zone relentlessly and forced you to hit your way on. If he would ever shut up about it, he might pick up a few more fans outside New England.

5. John Smoltz

Bankmeister:
This 1996 Cy Young winner had the luxury of pitching for arguably the best rotation and the best team of the 1990s. Those “best”s aren’t measured by championships but rather season-by-season performances. Those Atlanta Braves teams of the ‘90s were a force seldom before seen, and much of their success was based on the notion of building successful baseball franchises through superior pitching. Naturally, the Braves had other good things going for them, like Mike Cox’s uncle Bobby, and John Schuerholz in the upper decks, not to mention some impressive sticks. But it was their pitching that set them apart, and the Smoltzenator certainly delivered.

In that decade, Smoltz averaged over 14 wins per campaign. He kept an earned-run average below three for four of the five seasons, and below four in all but one. He also struck out 1,893 batters while walking all of 669. And, in addition to nabbing that Cy, he earned three All-Star appearances, an N.L.C.S. MVP, and twice had a league-leading won-loss ratio. If then, we were charged with assigning one word to Mr. Smoltz, it would be efficiency. And that’s a concept that, for Smoltz, bled into the 2000s, when he, for a time, transitioned to the bullpen. In 2002, he led the N.L. with 55 saves. The following two years, he put up 45 and 44 more. But he wasn’t done there: Returning to the rotation in 2005, Smoltz quietly put together season-win totals of 14, 16, and 14.

One could argue, and I do, that fewer pitchers over the last 25 years have taken the mound, and delivered, with a greater efficiency, greater productivity, and greater versatility than John Smoltz.

4. Randy Johnson

Bankmeister:
I’m probably the least qualified member of the Iron Triangle to write about Randy Johnson, given that he has spent a lot of time in the National League, and therefore, been mostly distant from my baseball networks. I can, nevertheless, tell you a few things about the Unit. He’s 1) a very large, very ugly man, 2) a southpaw, 3) probably had the best heater in our lifetime, and 4) been an amazing feat of pitching for over 20 years. And now that we’ve crept into the top five, it’s more difficulter to point out exactly what these guys have done, simply because they’re better known.

But in the end, the numbers don’t lie; you can start with them on either end. He’s got a career .646 win-loss percentage, a World Series championship ring, a 3.29 E.R.A., nearly 5000 strikeouts, 37 shutouts, 100 complete games, 10 All-Star appearances, five –- that’s five -– Cy Youngs (not to mention one from each league), a World Series MVP, and a Triple Crown for starters. In that 2002 Triple Crown season, by the way, he K’d 334 batters and finished the year with a 2.32 E.R.A. Unheard of. In fact, in the stretch from 1999-2002, he won four consecutive Cys, and during that time, struck out 1,417 hitters, which, quite frankly, is insane. It’s more than some guys on this list did in their entire careers.

What more can you say about a pitcher? What else is there to accomplish? He’s already over the 300-win mark, he’s thrown a perfect game -– May 2004, and became the oldest to do so -– a no-hitter, won a championship, defeated every club in the Bigs at least once, which, by the way, includes a smooth 20-9 record against the Royals, in case you were wondering. There’s no mistaking that Johnson is one of the best pitchers baseball has ever seen, a lock for this list, and a guarantee for baseball’s Hall of Fame.

3. Pedro Martinez

Old No. 7:
I don’t know how much time you spend thinking about the essential point of baseball—is it to pitch or to hit? Is it scoring runs or preventing them? It’s often said that baseball is the only sport in which the defense starts the play with the ball. In this way pitchers dictate the action, but the current chapter of baseball gives most of the advantage to the hitters.

We may have banned steroids, but batters are still allowed to cover themselves with body armor and hang over the inside portion of the plate. Umpires rarely call a strike above the belt buckle. Most new ballparks are built to encourage extra-base hits and eliminate pop-up foulouts. Good hitters have found happiness and comfort in their workplace, the batter’s box.

Pedro Martinez’s finest skill, among the many he has displayed in his career, is the ability to destroy that comfort level.

Through pitch selection, change in velocity and movement, Pedro kept batters off balance from the first pitch. In his heyday he could bring serious gas, with his fastball exceeding 95 mph. His curve was tight and its break was measured in feet, not inches. But it was his changeup that generated preposterous strikeout numbers and made batters look foolish and miserable.

Pedro manufactured the rotational force in spite of his mortal physical attributes—he stands a mere five foot ten and might weigh 170 pounds soaking wet. His only notable anatomical traits are his fingers, which are insanely long. If you saw Pedro walking down the street, you’d be taken aback by those fingers (if you weren’t first shocked by his Jheri-curl mullet or the human dwarf he carries in his bat bag). Those phalanges gave Pedro’s cutter severe east-west shift, opened a trap-door on his curve, and mashed the brakes on that change. Being able to almost entirely wrap your digits around a baseball is quite an asset.

ESPN Classic and MLB Network occasionally show a Pedro start from his Boston days, and if you ever get the opportunity to watch one do so. You’ll see a magician on the mound, a composer of a nine-inning symphony. If you’re one of those evil sabermetric analysts that are sucking the soul out of the game (I kid), gander at his game-by-game diary of the 1999 season. Among the many incredible seasons registered by the pitchers on this list, that one stands alone.

2. Greg Maddux

Cecil:
Greg Maddux should never have been.

Think about it. The dude is what, 6 foot, maybe? And he probably came into the league at around 150 pounds. He looked more like the clubhouse attendant than a future Hall of Fame pitcher —- no small curse in a sport where “looking the part” still matters to a significant number of decision-makers. But Maddux, the son of a Vegas blackjack dealer, had an advantage over his peers at the position that may have been unmatched in baseball history: his brain.

The stories are legion. Wade Boggs mentioned that Maddux must have had “a crystal ball in his glove,” because he seemed like he knew what the hitter was going to do before the hitter did. His preternatural accuracy and discipline allowed him to place pitches within centimeters of where they needed to be. One of his former teammates told of a time when Maddux, sitting in the dugout, said “looks like we might need to call an ambulance for the first base coach.” A swing later, the first base coach had taken a line drive to the chest. He played cat-and-mouse with some of the best hitters of all time, frustrating the likes of Barry Bonds into snarly incompetence. He played the mental game at simply a different level.

You want stats? The man’s lifetime ERA was 3.16. Over 23 seasons. He came as close as anyone has to Bob Gibson’s single season record, carding a nearly unfathomable 1.56 in ’94. He followed that up with a 1.63 in ’95. He won 355 games. He owns the career mark for most Gold Gloves by a pitcher. He led the league in BB per 9 innings 9 flippin’ times. He’s got four CY Young awards. And he did it all with only one season (’98) over 200 strikeouts.

Fireballers make the headlines, grab our attention, stir our poetic impulses. But there hasn’t been a better pitcher over the last 25 seasons than Greg Maddux.

1. Roger Clemens

Bankmeister:
There are two things about Roger Clemens that are annoying. Well, at least two. The first is that 18 other teams passed him up in the 1983 draft before the Boston Red Sox nabbed him. The other is that he lives up to the old my-hero-is-an-asshole persona. I of course have never met the man, but, given the number of incidents he’s been involved with in recent years, asshole is the best word I can come up with. That’s not to say that he’s less assholey than any other hurler on here, but it’s a bit unfortunate that the hands-down, unanimous lock for the best pitcher in the last 25 years is also the sure-fire, you betcha’ most widely acknowledged asshole of the bunch.

I suppose you could have a conversation about the man’s incredible career without bringing that up, but I think you sort of have to. Roger Clemens has been two things: a phenomenal pitcher, and a massive prick.

Unlike the career of Randy Johnson, I’ve been in the semi-know regarding Clemens’ seasons and accomplishments for most of the time he’s been around. The first thing that comes to mind is how astonishing it is that his career went on for so long after his 12 years in Boston. For whatever reason, it just didn’t occur to me that dudes would still be able to pitch for 20 years anymore, let alone 24, which is stupid considering the shift in middle-relief roles that was, in some sense, congruent with the time in which he was drafted.

But he had consecutive 20+ win seasons in Boston. He took home Cy Youngs in both of them. He had impressive E.R.A.s. He struck out lots of dudes, and he won an MVP, not to mention Rookie of the Year in ’84. And before he moved on to Canadia, he nabbed one more Young. He hung around as a Blue Jay for two years, won 20+ games in consecutive years, a pair of Cy Youngs, struck out a bunch of dudes, and had even better E.R.A.s And then, asshole that he is, he became a Yankee. His third year in the pinstripes, he went 20-3, an .870 win-loss percentage, which earned him another Young. He would then go to Houston, which was supposed to be the grand coming home, win a championship, hang it up, call ‘er done, etc. Over three seasons as an Astro, he went 38-18, had impressive earned-run averages all the while, and even won himself, you guessed it, Cy Young number seven, the most ever.

And those Houston teams were good. They lost to the Cards in the 2004 NLCS, but earned redemption by beating them in it the following year, only to lose to the White Sox. It was a fantastic run, but it was over. At least until Clemens decided to re-join the Yankees, like an asshole, in mid-June 2007. He added a few more wins to his totals, a few dozen more strikeouts, and called it a day. We think. Make no mistake, though: Roger Clemens is, bar none, the finest pitcher we’ve seen in the last 25 years.

And there you have it, folks. The truth has been spoken. We assume that you either a) thoroughly enjoyed that, b) fell asleep before the jump, c) have major disagreements with at least one thing in the piece, or d) some combination of the above. Please: Let us know.
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Baseball In The Daytime: 16 September 2009

Today's BitD contains 100 per cent of your daily recommended allowance of calcium, riboflavin and fiber. Possible side effects include blurred vision and upset stomach. If your day baseball game lasts longer than four hours, please consult a physician.

With the fine print out of the way, let's check out the schedule, after the jump...

Cleveland @ Minnesota, 11:10 Mountain This is the last time Cleveland plays in the Metrodome, as the Twins open brand-new Target Field next April. It's not the last baseball game in the Hube, Detroit comes in tomorrow and the season ends with a three-game home set against the Royals. And I suppose that the Browns could still play the Vikings here, so technically it's not the last time ever a team from the city of Cleveland competes in this building. So let's not get all weepy and steal urinals on our way out the door. Aaron Laffey and Nick Blackburn are your scheduled starters.

Florida @ St. Louis, 12:15 The Marlins are still in this thing, by a thread. Colorado's three-game losing skid has left the Fish 4 1/2 out of the wild card with 17 yet to play. It's not inconceivable that they could catch the Rockies, although if they did so they'd probably then have to reel in the Giants as well. So I guess it is inconceivable, and this game is meaningless. Josh Johnson takes the hill for Florida, and if you're an NL Cy Young voter and you don't give Johnson one of your ten spots you are a punk. He's opposed by the one, the only, Joel Pineiro.

Pittsburgh @ LA Dodgers, 1:10 Even though they're still in first, and even though they have a nice lineup, no one is really taking the Dodgers seriously as World Series contenders. Their rotation is kind of a mess, riddled with question marks, and the current consensus is that LA can't matchup with St. Louis and Philly in the NL playoffs. Hiroki Kuroda, one of those question marks, takes on Kevin Hart today in (at? from?) Chavez Ravine.

Arizona @ San Diego, 1:35 Here at Baseball In The Daytime, we like to save the best for last. We like to, but we can't always deliver. I must apologize for our closing afternoon game, because it's cover-your-face awful. It "features" Doug Davis going for the D'Bags and Eduardo Mujica doing likewise for the Padres. These teams are a combined 34 games under .500 and are both on the verge of bankruptcy. Outside of Adrian Gonzalez and Justin Upton, there's not a single player on either roster I'd pay to watch play today. But hey, it's baseball, in a beautiful city, during daylight hours--that ain't bad I reckon. Marshall your courage and Play Ball!
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009

The HoG25: The 25 Best (Starting) Pitchers of the Last 25 Years

The Iron Triangle of the House of Georges took a break from this series, but in the end it was inevitable: We are qualified, more than anything, to not be in agreeance. Sometimes, as evidenced by our efforts in the departments of NFL quarterbacks, American cinema, hey batter-batters, readin' books, and now, with pitchers, we are forced to come to some sort of consensus. We don't like it one bit, but we do it, nonetheless.

As I mentioned, today's topic for dispute is pitchers. Starting pitchers, to be exact. These guys have been, at some point or other(s), part of pitching rotations in the Bigs in the last 25 years. They are, as we so gloatingly determined, the best of the best. I mean, not to get all "Top Gun" here, but come on: If your guy's not on here, chances are he's like Slider: He stinks. Today we bring you numbers 25-11, and we know you don't need a reminder. We're certain you'll be back for tomorrow, and the top 10.

25. Jack McDowell

Cecil:
I can't really lie about this -- Jack McDowell does not deserve to be on this list, not when Barry Zito and Jake Peavy and a whole fucking bunch of other worthy guys aren't. But I'll try and justify my pick anyway.

Black Jack McDowell. Do you think more of the pitching or the ill-considered rock & roll career? Of the intimidating mound presence for the Chicago White Sox or the bad guitarist? It's a tough call, unless you're from the South Side of Chicago, in which case you probably still wash yourself daily in a plastic commemorative Jack McDowell KFC bucket.

Jack McDowell's career statistics do not warrant inclusion, here. He won 127 games and lost 87. He only played for 12 years, the last three of which he spent stealing money in Cleveland and Anaheim. Aside from one Cy Young Award, in '93, he never won a thing. But he was, at one point -- and not every great pitcher gets to say this at the end of his career -- the most feared mound presence in the game.

From '90 through '93, McDowell was one of baseball's top three pitchers. Maybe the best. He won 73 games and only lost 39. He twice led the Majors in complete games and once in wins; he was an absolute draft horse of a pitcher. A draft horse with a mean streak, a draft horse that would kick you right in your stupid face. McDowell was the pitcher that guys created 24-hour illnessess to avoid.

Sure, that spurt of greatness proved to be nothing more. But it's enough that, for a little while, he was the Best.

24. Jimmy Key

Cecil:
Jimmy Key. What, really, can any of us say about Jimmy Key? Jimmy Key pitched for the Toronto Blue Jays, mostly, but also the New York Yankees and the Baltimore Orioles. Jimmy Key was a lefthander. Jimmy Key was the subject of an ESPN promo right about the time ESPN was becoming insufferable. Jimmy Key has a fun name to say and write.

Jimmy Key also finished as one of the best 25 pitchers we've seen over the previous two and a half decades. Jimmy Key won no fewer than 12 games annually between '85 and '94 -- that's a pretty solid skein of quality pitching. During that stretch, Jimmy Key also took home an ERA title in '87, a year wherein he also led the American League in ERA+, WHIP and hits per nine innings. Good stuff, but Jimmy Key saved the best for the end, when Jimmy Key won Game 6 for the New York Yankees in the '96 Series and took home the lone championship of Jimmy Key's career.

Jimmy Key was never one of those guys who'd just blow your eyebrows off with heat. That's fine with me. My deepest sympathies lie with pitchers who get it done with guile; thus, Jimmy Key makes my team.

23. Dennis Martinez

Cecil:
Dennis Martinez gets the hey-yo because he started off hot, cooled down thanks to the cocaines, regained his pitching mojo and ended up with 245 wins, a perfect game and a lasting legacy as a mound-bound badass. El Presidente.

Were the lifetime totals necessarily all that great? Nope. He never won a Cy Young, didn't hit any of the big career pitching milestones and didn't pitch in the only World Series any of his teams achieved, the Orioles '83 championship set. But his career win percentage is a respectable .559, he led the league in shutouts and ERA in his 15th season and, most importantly, we baseball fans remember him.

Now, that's not such a small thing, is it? There are plenty of players with great stats who are celebrated to greater and lesser degrees in greater and lesser cities across the country, but few and far between are the fellows who make it to that spot where, when you bring up his name in a bar among strangers, everyone says ah man, that dude. Dennis Martinez, yoked though he was to the Montreal Expos and Cleveland Indians, was one of those guys. We remember his Perfecto, his big-ass moustache. We remember that he played extraordinary baseball for 23 seasons. Dennis Martinez was the Motts.

22. Kenny Rogers

Cecil:

Love him or hate him, The Gam-- wait, what the fuck am I saying? No one loves Kenny Rogers, Baseball Player. Not his mom, not his high school coach, not any of his managers or teammates. The Earth will not love Kenny Rogers when it welcomes him to its sweet grasp, and might well spit his pudgy corpse right back upon a heretofore relieved and celebratory funeral party. Kenny Rogers is no good. Kenny Rogers is not welcome.



But, yet, he was a good pitcher. A consistent pitcher. A consistent pitcher with flashes of greatness. A consistent pitcher with flashes of greatness who happened to share a name with a famous pop-country singer who later opened a chain of chicken-roasting joints. Both men brought pleasure to the masses, but only one used pine tar.

Kenny Rogers, Baseball Player, won two World Series titles with two different American League squads, the Tigers and the Yankees, but I'll always think of him as a Texas Ranger. He was the epitome of the crafty soft-tosser, and did so well enough to pitch a Perfect Game. He played for 20 big league seasons. He was caught cheating on camera. That by itself should allow his inclusion here.

21. Andy Pettitte

Old No. 7:
Pettitte has 227 wins and is 37 years old. Anytime a pitcher gets to this stage in his career people speculate about whether or not he can reach 300 wins. The conventional wisdom is that Pettitte is at the end of the line (he’s already contemplated retirement several times and has earned tens of millions of dollars in salary). If his body holds up and he chooses to keep pitching, there’s absolutely no reason he can’t hit 300.

Greg Maddux won 66 games after his 37-year-old season to finish with 355. Roger Clemens ended up with one fewer win and had 88 from 38 on. Nolan Ryan was a physical freak and pitched until he was 46, notching 93 of his 324 career wins after age 37.

Among fellow lefties, Randy Johnson has won 103 games since his 37-year-old season, Steve Carlton 44, and Warren Spahn tallied 111 wins after celebrating his 38th birthday.

Pettite has very good lifetime numbers. Along with that 227-133 (.631) record, he’s pitched almost 3000 innings, recorded 2134 strikeouts, and crafted a 3.90 lifetime ERA. Pettitte’s place in history, though, is based primarily on his excellence in October.

In post-season play, Pettitte has gone 14-9 with a 3.96 ERA. Those 14 wins are second-most all-time after John Smoltz, and Pettitte will get another crack at the playoffs this year (it looks like Smoltz will too, but it might not be as a starter). He’s tied for first in career playoff innings pitched and games started with Tom Glavine, and his 139 postseason strikeouts rank fifth all-time. Now obviously guys like Pettitte, Smoltz and Glavine (as well as guys like Jeter, Bernie Williams, Manny Ramirez and Dave Justice) are going to rank high on those lists—they played on perennial playoff qualifiers in the wild-card era. But Pettitte has been an October ace for the Yankees and the Astros, a guy you want on the mound in a big game.

And, if you believe Rocket, he never took performance-enhancing drugs. That’s the character witness I’d want in my corner. Baseball history will not misremember Andy Pettitte.

20. Dave Stewart

Cecil:
Something I learned about Dave Stewart, stalwart of the late '80s Oakland A's staff that sliced 'n' diced the American League: his nickname, at least at the beginning of his career when he was still a reliever/occasional position player, was "Smoke." Maybe because he walked around the clubhouse with a Meerschaum pipe?

Whatever its provenance, the nickname fit -- the guy was an intimidating mound presence with wicked stuff who always showed up large on the biggest stages*, won a few World Series titles as the staff ace of a great team and, most interesting to my mind, reinvented himself more than a decade after he was first drafted -- in much the same way that his teammate, the former drunken starter Dennis Eckersley, became a dominant closer in the twilight of his baseball career.

Stewart's overall numbers aren't necessarily thrilling -- 168 career wins, lifetime ERA near 4 -- but his short stretch of brilliance, specifically the years 1987 to 1990, merits inclusion on this list. He won 20 or more games every single one of those seasons, led the league in numerous categories and was generally thought of as topping the short list of the game's best arms. Not bad for a dude who started off as a catcher.

*If you are allergic to cliches, please inject yourself with the House's complimentary syringe full of synthetic adrenaline. You're welcome.

19. Johan Santana

Old No. 7:
As one of the myriad Mets to get hurt and miss the remainder of this season, Johan Santana is easy to think of as just another old, injured, massively overpaid big-city ballplayer. Appearing on the roster of the 2009 New York Mets will do that to a guy. Take a look at his body of work, most of which was posted as an underpaid and incredibly effective Minnesota Twin, and you’ll realize just how great Santana is.

He won the American League Cy Young award in 2004 and 2006. In the latter year he also took the pitching Triple Crown, leading the AL with a 2.77 ERA, 19 wins and 245 strikeouts. Santana’s 2006 Triple Crown is one of only eight such seasons since the mound was lowered in 1968, and the first by an AL lefthander since Detroit’s Hal Newhouser took advantage of rosters depleted by World War II in 1945.

Santana was completely dicked out of another Cy Young in 2005, when he finished third behind Los Anaheim’s Bartolo Colon and Yankee Mariano Rivera. Johan’s ERA was almost a full run lower that Fat Bartolo’s, and he led the league in strikeouts, WHIP, ERA+, and both hits and strikeouts per nine innings pitched. But Fat Bartolo won 21 games to Johan’s 16, giving the sweat machine the Cy. Just watch what happens in the Al this year -— C.C. Sabathia will win 20, while Zack Greinke finishes with 14 or 15, and C.C. will take the trophy despite Greinke being far better in every other statistical category. Cy Young voting is one of many fucked-up things about recognizing the best baseball players.

Had Santana rightly won that ’05 Cy Young, it would have been three straight. The list of pitchers who have accomplished that feat is incredibly short: Greg Maddux won four in a row from 1992-95, and Randy Johnson took four consecutive Cys from 1999-2002. No American League pitcher has ever won more than two Cy Youngs in a row.

Assuming Santana can recover from his surgery and wash the stink of the ’09 Mets off his career, he’s a slam-dunk Hall of Famer.

18. Bret Saberhagen

Bankmeister:
I’ve tried to avoid homer picks here in this series of posts, but I couldn’t leave home without lighting the Sabes lamp. Does Bret Saberhagen deserve to be in the conversation with the rest of those included in here? If you responded that no, he did not, I would respect that answer. And I would respectfully disagree. To those of you that answered such, however, I would say that Bret Saberhagen was not your lights-out, kick-ass-and-take-names kind of pitcher. But he was pretty damn good for a decent stretch, good enough for three All-Star Games, two Cy Youngs, and a World Series MVP. In addition, he, for a little while, had a fairly decent mullet. And he played for three of the four favorite House of Georges ball clubs: the Royals, Rockies, and Red Sox. The Iron Triangle, in case you’re wondering, has forgiven him for that stint with the Mets. We know he didn’t really mean it.

I don’t mean to imply that two solid seasons makes a career for a guy, but I am interested in looking, for a moment, at those two Cy Young seasons, 1985, and 1989. In the first, Sabes pitched for 235 innings and earned himself a 20-6 record with a 2.87 E.R.A. He struck out 158 batters, walked 38, and tallied an impressive 1.058 WHIP. Four years later, he again lost six contests, but added three wins to ‘85’s total, shaved .77 from his E.R.A., struck out 35 more while walking all of five more. He managed this while tacking on 30 more innings and knocking .097 from the ol’ WHIP. Plus, he was still rockin’ the mullet.

All told, Saberhagen hung it up with 76 complete games, 13 shutouts, a career E.R.A. of 3.34, 167 wins, and over 1700 Ks. He didn’t accumulate all of those numbers with the mullet, but he was a pretty darn good pitcher, nonetheless.


17. David Cone

Cecil:
David Cone has a simple name. David. Cone. Not too many syllables, there. Not too much to trip over. Say it quietly to yourself -- enjoyable, yes? David Cone.

Maybe that's why the Kansas City Royals selected him in the third round of the '81 amateur draft -- his pellucid name. Or, possibly, perhaps, it was they felt that he might become David Cone, death-dealing cyborg with the horsehide who would finish his career as one of the best strikeout artists of his generation. We'll give them the benefit of the doubt, because back then, they knew what they were doing.

Cone threw pure cheese, heat that could singe wood and cripple batting averages. He threw one of the only two perfect games in interleague history (the other being Don Larsen's '56 World Series win), struck out 19 batters in a game and his strikeouts-per-nine innings are in the top 20 in Major League history. He won 20 in a season two times -- including a ridiculous '88 season that only saw him take three losses -- led the majors in strikeouts twice, took home 5 Series titles with the Blue Jays and Yankees and the Cy Young Award in '94. He won that, by the way, whilst pitching for the same Kansas City franchise that had traded him to the Mets nearly a decade earlier. It was a strike-shortened season and he still won 16 games.

He was also, as I discovered in the course of doing my Coneian research, once traded for Jeff Kent and another guy. I didn't know that. David Cone was one of the best pitchers of the last 25 years, indisputably; the question is whether he was one of the best of the 20th century.

16. Orel Hershiser

Bankmeister:
Orel Hershiser, to me, is a lot like Pedro Guerrero. He’s a household name, he was a member of some of those awesome ‘80s Dodgers teams, and he, in some regards, is underrated. I imagine that most baseball fans, if asked to list great Dodgers, would mention Hershiser before Guerrero, and perhaps that’s rightfully so. Statistically, the guy was a monster. In addition to being in three All-Star Games, winning a Cy Young, earning himself MVP awards in both League Championship and a World Series, Hershiser simply dominated batters.

The guy struck out over 2000, walked exactly half of those in which he fanned, and averaged 218 innings pitched across his 18-year career. Only twice in that span did he finish with a won-loss record below .500, and one of those times was in his final year in the Bigs, 2000, where he only pitched 24 innings. Throw a guy, a 17th-round draft pick no less, in a rotation with Rick Honeycutt and Fernando Valenzuela, and get production out of each of them, and you, my friend, will have a baseball team that’s very difficult to defeat. That’s just what some of those Dodgers teams were. Hershiser was also, as I recall, one of the first, along with Tommy Lasorda, to really begin doing endorsements, which kind of makes his face and name even more memorable. But that’s not what we’re focusing on. The rough focus of this post is to discuss great pitchers over the last quarter century. If you assemble a cast of the greatest pitchers of the last century, I’m confident he would make that list as well, ‘cause hey -– everything’s better when there’s a little Orel involved.

15. David Wells

Old No. 7:
The lineage of fat players in baseball is long and distinguished. Babe Ruth was certainly the most accomplished fat guy in the history of the game, and fellow tubbies Tony Gwynn and Kirby Puckett join him in the Hall of Fame. Both Cecil and Prince Fielder combined big-time power with big-time big. John Kruk, Mo Vaughn and Dmitri Young manned the fat man’s favorite position, Fat Base. Most catchers are a little fat, which is fine. It’s rare to see a fat middle infielder, but Juan Uribe and Jhonny Peralta do their best to bring obesity to premium defensive positions.

Being chubby on the mound is apparently no detriment, because the list of overweight pitchers is as long as CC Sabathia’s belt. Sir Sidney Ponson, Sid Fernandez, Dennis Reyes and Rich “El Guapo” Garces put a lot of pressure on the rubber. Antonio Alfonseca had a serious spare tire, and the added weight of 12 fingers and 12 toes didn’t hurt -- Mark Grace calls him “El Pulpo.” Two of the fine nicknames in baseball lore are Hippo Vaughn and Jumbo Brown -— as you might expect, they were fat pitchers. In the running for greatest plus-sized hurler (excluding The Babe) is Fernando Valenzuela, and you can’t mention Fernando without his equally girthy imitator Teddy Higuera.

Which brings us to David Wells, both great pitcher and great eater. For a big fat fatty, Wells had tremendous balance. He could manipulate his boiler around his core to create maximum spin. Unlike merely chunky pitchers Roger Clemens and Curt Schilling, Wells did not have sizzling heat. His calling cards were his curveball, his control, and his extremely large trousers.

Wells played for nine teams over 21 major league seasons, and he never walked more than 62 batters. His career BB/9IP is 1.9, a brilliant figure. For a guy that threw so many breaking pitches, Wells painted corners like a guy who lived on a fastball. He was a winner, pitching for the Toronto team that won the Series in 1992 and the Yankee championships in ’98 and ’99. He appeared in 17 postseason series.

Let’s give a big fat round of applause to David Wells.

14. Bert Blyleven

Bankmeister:
Bert Blyleven is an odd inclusion in this list because, when we were examining hitters, it was determined that hitters that played in most of, or all of the 1970s, should be, well, not quite avoided, but justified by their non-‘70s production if they’re to be included. Some were left out for this reason, while others simply could not not be included. Blyleven falls into this latter category. Hell, the dude was drafted in 1969, and already had a 15-year career under his belt by the time the time to be eligible for this selection came around. But that’s okay. He’s one of those guys whose late-career campaigns are noteworthy enough to include in such splendid company.

Let’s then, start with 1984, when, no longer a Minnesota Twin, Blyleven went 19-7 as a Cleveland Indian. Or say, 1989, when he went 17-5 as a California Angel. Let’s stop there for a minute. At age 38 Blyleven logged 241 IsP, struck out 131, and only gave up bases on balls to 44. His earned-run average was 2.73. Those are some pretty tight numbers for a guy who was, well, older than all of us are now when he put them up, but they’re but a fraction of his career totals, which look like this: 287 wins, a 3.31 earned-run average, nearly 5000 innings pitched, 3,701 strikeouts, and, wait for it, wait for it…60 shutouts inside of 242 complete games. In post-season play, Blyleven went 5-1 with a 2.47. He struck out 36 playoff batters, and only walked eight. The numbers produced and longevity displayed by Blyleven suggest nothing more than Cooperstown. He lost his fair share of games and gave up plenty of jacks, but he belongs in the Hall, and if you disagree, I’ll circle you, jerk.

13: Josh Beckett

Old No. 7:
A baseball player can do a lot of cool things -— hit home runs, steal bases, save games, turn double plays -— but without a doubt the best thing he can accomplish is to win a World Series. A starting pitcher is in a unique position to do this almost singlehandedly.

Football teams have to win as a team. Great players, especially dominant running backs and quarterbacks, can get an inferior team most of the way there (see Elway, John) but can’t win it all without help. Great basketball players win championships, but the sport is littered with great players (Ewing, Barkley, etc.) that did not have the supporting cast to capture the ring.



Among major North American team sports, only a hot hockey goalie can influence a team’s championship hopes as much as a dominant starting pitcher. And among our 25 starters here, only Josh Beckett was the plow horse on two Series winners. Jack Morris pitched on three champions, but only in his 1991 postseason with the Twins could he be considered an indispensable element. The 1984 Tigers could have won with just about anyone in Morris’ rotation spot, and he was 0-2 in the 1992 Series with the Blue Jays.

Beckett was masterful in 2003 with the Marlins, at age 23. In the NLCS against the Cubs, he threw a complete-game shutout in Game 5 when Florida faced elimination. Following the Bartman Game (sorry Cecil), he came back on two days’ rest to shut down Chicago for four innings of relief as the Marlins came back from a 3-1 series deficit. In the World Series against the Yankees, he gave up only a bases-loaded walk in a Game 3 loss. But on three days’ rest he came back to win Game 6, the Series and the MVP with a complete-game five-hit shutout.

In 2007 he was even better with the Red Sox, going 4-0 with a 1.20 ERA in the playoffs, with 35 strikeouts in 30 innings pitched. After a complete game shutout of the Angels in Round 1, he beat the Indians twice in the ALCS to win the MVP and dominated the Rockies 13-1 in Game 1 of a World Series sweep. You might argue that the ’07 Red Sox were loaded and could have won without Beckett, but it needs to be noted that the pitching on that club was sketchy. Pedro was gone, and Curt Schilling was near the end of the line. Jon Lester had not yet matured, Daisuke Matsuzaka was erratic, and Tim Wakefield’s knuckler came and went. Boston’s second-most effective starter in the post-season was Paul Byrd. They needed Beckett to shoulder the load, and he did so.

As a regular-season pitcher Beckett has been sparkling as well, with 103 wins, a .602 career winning percentage, 8.5 K/9IP and 3.1 K/BB. He was completely dicked out of the 2007 American League Cy Young by CC Sabathia, but he so thoroughly owned Sabathia and the Indians in that year’s ALCS I doubt many people take that particular vote very seriously.

12: Dwight Gooden

Bankmeister:
When the New York Mets were on the clock in Major League Baseball’s 1982 amateur draft, they, with the fifth overall pick, took Dwight Gooden. When he debuted with them in April of 1984, it would be the first of eight consecutive seasons in which he finished above .500 for the team. His final three seasons with the National League New York team, as well as two two-year stints with the Yankees and Indians, weren’t bad, but the Doc had lost a tiny edge. His run of seasons with Los Mets, however, put him among the ranks of one of the best pitchers of the ‘80s. From 1984-1991, Gooden went 132-53, and while he pitched for some really good Mets teams during that stretch, it should be noted that, from ’91-94, those New York campaigns were nothing shy of awful. This is evidenced by his return to +.500 performances in the first three of his four seasons in the American League.

There’s always a conversation regarding starting pitchers and Hall-of-Fame eligibility, and it’s one that, more often than not, is hinged upon total wins. Gooden retired at six wins shy of 200, a healthy gap removed from that coveted, frequently shoe-in notch of 300. There might be reasons to consider Gooden for enshrinement in Cooperstown, and if you don’t buy that, that’s fine. You are required, though, to note the importance of his inclusion on this list.

In the aforementioned window, Gooden walked 505 batters, which isn’t great; it boils down to roughly one-third of a free base per inning pitched. When it comes to strikeouts, though, he averaged nearly one per frame. If you consider that many big-league hurlers can go seven innings and not even tally three Ks, then Gooden’s ability to get guys to fan was impressive, especially in his first two seasons when he struck out a combined 544 batters. Gooden made All-Star Games those first two years, and also earned himself a Rookie of the Year in ’84, as well as an N.L. Triple Crown in ’85, an award that looked nice on the mantle, right next to his Cy Young. That’s pretty awesome, even if you’re Gary Sheffield’s uncle, and your ball club is completely loaded up on the devil’s dandruff.

11. Jack Morris

Bankmeister:
Jack Morris was an American League workhorse. This is not to be confused with the warrior that was Steve McNair. No. It means that Morris, mostly as a Detroit Tiger, threw a hell of a lot of baseballs in his career, and did so with convincing success. The seven-time Cy Young candidate earned himself five All Star Game appearances, and a World Series MVP award after his lone season in a Minnesota Twins uniform. That post-season, he went 4-0 and fanned 22 batters while walking only 10 through 36 innings of service.

On the whole, however, Morris went 254-186 in his 18 major-league seasons. He struck out just shy of 2500 hitters, and from 1985-91, he pitched 91 complete games, 17 of which were shutouts. What’s more: he rendered nearly 1700 innings of service just in that span. Those, friend, are some mind-blowing numbers. In a seven-year frame, Jack Morris averaged nearly 243 innings per campaign, was good for roughly 13 complete games a season and a solid pair of shutouts. Considering that salaries were on their way, but not quite there, to the high numbers they are today, that is some serious work from one hell of a horse. And, you could argue that his earned income matched his production: as a 1985 Tiger, he earned less than 900 grand. That World Series MVP year? Close to a cool four mil. Morris made his cheddar in the early ’90s, but his entire career was a valuable asset.

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