There was once a time when I considered my favorite Red of all-time, Tony Perez, one of the great clutch hitters of all time. Anyone who said otherwise would face my own special rendition of the Wrath of Khan.
I was wrong.
There was once a time when I thought Davey Johnson was one of the worst managers ever to inhabit a baseball uniform, back when he was eschewing sacrifice bunts for big innings with the New York Mets.
But, I’m getting smarter. The discussion about advanced metrics, and RISP in particular, is wholly dependent upon two parties engaged enough to be willing to listen to each other–as the estimable Jason Linden pointed out the other day. I mean, when you can’t get past the fact that five base hits are all that separate Joey Votto from underachieving lost boy to hitter supreme in the eyes of those who live in that “It’s a Small, Small Sample Size World”–you’ve pretty much hit a dead end.
It’s okay to be wrong. It’s quite liberating, in fact. Take it from one who knows.
John Erardi kills it.
Postscript: This piece was also co-authored by Joel Luckhaupt. How could I have missed that? And I’m wrong yet again. I hate that.
Luckhaupt kills it. too.