My kind of baseball
Exactly. And that’s what I love about baseball.
162 games do a great job of ensuring that the best teams compile the best records and the late July horse trading usually enables the best teams to get even better. Any team can have moments of greatness (cf. the Orioles’ April) but everything levels out in the end. The regular season is where we find out who is best and the Phillies and Yankees should be congratulated on winning the regular season. The performance they maintained over six months is to be commended and celebrated.
But that’s not what the playoffs are about. They playoffs are about momentum, about the right batters getting hot at the right time, about the dominance of a great pitcher, the weirdness of October weather and a whole host of other unknowns. It’s not just Billy Beane’s shit that doesn’t work in the playoffs, it’s everyone’s shit.
If the playoffs weren’t about the unexpected happening, we might as well skip the division series and pennant race and just let the top two teams in each league fight it out. God would that be boring.
[Sports Illustrated’s Joe Posnanski weighs in on this very topic today as well. -j.s.]
I agree that it would be boring. But I do feel we miss out on celebrating teams over the long haul. European Soccer does this better, by honoring the winner of the league as well as the winner of various cup tournaments. That way the Phillies would have their NL Champion flag for 2011 and someone else would hold the Selig Cup Trophy or whatever for winning the tournament.