I had a little free time today, so I tried figuring out how the Jays' main bats will do this year. Since forecasting is not an exact science, my approach was to compile the Jays' 2003 totals based on a collective worst-case scenario, and then put on my rose-coloured glasses and produce a 2003 best-case scenario. I only did hitting stats, since I'm lazy.
First, the pessimistic view. In Mr. Gloom's universe, Shannon Stewart and Frank Catalanotto go down with injuries, and are replaced by Jayson Werth and DeWayne Wise. Delgado goes into another midsummer funk, but doesn't snap out of it this time. Hudson and Woodward slump, and lose their jobs to Dave Berg and Mike Bordick. Hinske, Phelps and Wells each take a step back. The result is the following set of gloomy 2003 numbers (apologies if they look ugly - I tried to find a fixed font to display in):
This collection of anemic bats scores a total of 557 runs, which puts them ahead of only Tampa Bay and Kansas City. The pitchers also have a bad year: Halladay is lost for the season early on due to arm problems caused by last year's workload, Lidle struggles, Sturtze is beaten like a drum, and the rest of the starters turn back into pumpkins. The Jays go 55-107. Tosca is fired, Ricciardi is fired, the team institutes cost-cutting measures, and the triumphant cackle of Richard Griffin can be heard throughout the land. Oh, and most of the Middle East is flattened by a war that starts in Iraq and quickly spreads.
Right - enough gloom, already. It's time for Mr. Sunshine. In this scenario, Hinske, Wells, Woodward, Hudson and Phelps all take a step forward, Delgado has his best season since 2000, Catalanotto returns to his pre-injury form, and everybody else contributes a bit. Behold:
These Jays, with five .300 hitters and double-digit HR totals from everybody in the lineup, wind up scoring a league-leading 906 runs. Halladay goes 24-3 and wins the Cy, thanks to superior run support. Lidle goes 19-10, Sturtze, Walker and Hendrickson provide league-average pitching, and the bullpen is rock-solid. The Jays go 106-56 and leave the Yankees and the Red Sox in the dust. Ricciardi is named GM of the year, Tosca is named manager of the year, the Dome actually starts to fill up by September, and people forget about the Leafs and the Raptors. Oh, and there's no war, and Saddam Hussein agrees to go into voluntary exile, giving Iraq an opportunity to slowly move towards participatory democracy.
The only conclusion I can draw from this echoes the words of wisdom once uttered by that well-known philosopher and pitcher, Joaquin Andujar: In baseball, youneverknow.
First, the pessimistic view. In Mr. Gloom's universe, Shannon Stewart and Frank Catalanotto go down with injuries, and are replaced by Jayson Werth and DeWayne Wise. Delgado goes into another midsummer funk, but doesn't snap out of it this time. Hudson and Woodward slump, and lose their jobs to Dave Berg and Mike Bordick. Hinske, Phelps and Wells each take a step back. The result is the following set of gloomy 2003 numbers (apologies if they look ugly - I tried to find a fixed font to display in):
Pos Player AB R H 2B 3B HR RBI BB SO BA OBP SLG SB CS
---+---------------------------+----+----+----+---+--+---+----+---+----+-----+-----+-----+---+---+
C Wilson/Myers/Huckaby/Cash 573 41 129 11 1 3 32 24 64 .225 .256 .260 0 0
1B Delgado 545 77 135 28 2 29 91 88 136 .247 .352 .466 1 0
2B Hudson/Berg 551 52 138 22 6 5 48 19 98 .251 .275 .339 4 4
3B Hinske 566 87 147 29 2 17 71 65 122 .259 .336 .408 9 3
SS Woodward/Bordick 552 45 131 18 1 11 44 33 107 .237 .280 .333 2 2
LF Stewart/Werth 577 76 158 27 4 6 41 24 60 .273 .302 .366 11 5
CF Wells 608 87 155 29 4 17 79 27 85 .255 .287 .400 9 4
RF Catalanotto/Wise 599 51 158 16 1 8 45 51 57 .264 .322 .334 7 4
DH Phelps 565 41 146 24 1 22 58 26 82 .259 .291 .419 0 0
This collection of anemic bats scores a total of 557 runs, which puts them ahead of only Tampa Bay and Kansas City. The pitchers also have a bad year: Halladay is lost for the season early on due to arm problems caused by last year's workload, Lidle struggles, Sturtze is beaten like a drum, and the rest of the starters turn back into pumpkins. The Jays go 55-107. Tosca is fired, Ricciardi is fired, the team institutes cost-cutting measures, and the triumphant cackle of Richard Griffin can be heard throughout the land. Oh, and most of the Middle East is flattened by a war that starts in Iraq and quickly spreads.
Right - enough gloom, already. It's time for Mr. Sunshine. In this scenario, Hinske, Wells, Woodward, Hudson and Phelps all take a step forward, Delgado has his best season since 2000, Catalanotto returns to his pre-injury form, and everybody else contributes a bit. Behold:
Pos Player AB R H 2B 3B HR RBI BB SO BA OBP SLG SB CS
---+---------------------------+----+----+----+---+--+---+----+---+----+-----+-----+-----+---+---+
C Wilson/Myers/Huckaby/Cash 573 51 154 24 2 11 62 34 64 .269 .310 .375 0 0
1B Delgado 545 127 167 44 2 46 131 128 116 .307 .438 .644 1 0
2B Hudson/Berg 551 82 169 28 6 11 58 34 98 .301 .347 .439 8 4
3B Hinske 566 118 165 41 6 31 101 71 112 .292 .370 .549 12 3
SS Woodward/Bordick 552 75 153 25 1 17 64 38 95 .277 .324 .418 2 1
LF Stewart 577 129 175 38 4 12 41 64 60 .303 .376 .445 25 5
CF Wells 608 107 179 39 4 31 118 41 85 .295 .339 .525 15 4
RF Catalanotto/Wise 599 118 186 31 1 14 85 71 57 .311 .384 .402 13 4
DH Phelps 565 99 169 34 1 42 128 41 82 .299 .347 .582 0 0
These Jays, with five .300 hitters and double-digit HR totals from everybody in the lineup, wind up scoring a league-leading 906 runs. Halladay goes 24-3 and wins the Cy, thanks to superior run support. Lidle goes 19-10, Sturtze, Walker and Hendrickson provide league-average pitching, and the bullpen is rock-solid. The Jays go 106-56 and leave the Yankees and the Red Sox in the dust. Ricciardi is named GM of the year, Tosca is named manager of the year, the Dome actually starts to fill up by September, and people forget about the Leafs and the Raptors. Oh, and there's no war, and Saddam Hussein agrees to go into voluntary exile, giving Iraq an opportunity to slowly move towards participatory democracy.
The only conclusion I can draw from this echoes the words of wisdom once uttered by that well-known philosopher and pitcher, Joaquin Andujar: In baseball, youneverknow.