Welcome to the presentation of the first batch of results from the 11th Annual Internet Baseball Awards. Today we present the Manager of the Year winners.
So the team I hate the most in MLB is in the World Series. The Giants, who give me a few moments of joy with every error, and a sustained grin for upwards of 30 seconds with each loss, have earned the right to battle Disney’s Hustlin’ White Guys� in the World Series. I should be beside myself with either disdain or apathy.
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“I wanted to kill Eddie, actually. My pitching coach was telling me, ‘I think he’s rushing.’ I said, ‘Rushing, he’s not rushing. This is taking forever.’ ”
The Winner’s Curse is a term borrowed from the oil industry. It stems from the system of auctions of oil rights to parcels of land. (It may have earlier origins than that, but if so, I’m not aware of them.)
The important thing is to have the right people making these decisions.
The Baseball Prospectus staff discusses the latest playoff matchups.
The exploding gas tank that is interleague play just toasted one team’s playoff hopes, launching a less successful team into the post-season.
We missed all four division series predictions here at Baseball Prospectus. I predicted
that the A’s would beat the Twins in “Three. Four max.” The email immediately started to flow in.
With the Twins in the ALCS and these two teams in the NLCS, there are some eerie similarities between today and 1987.
So here we are, in the “underdog” series, in no small part because this series is the one featuring the two American League playoff teams that New Yorkers don’t know about. One team wasn’t supposed to be able to beat the Yankees, and the other wasn’t supposed to beat the team that was supposed to beat the Yankees. Dominant provincialism is so cute, isn’t it?
The Week in Quotes, September 30-October 6.
The scene outside Edison Field Saturday following the Angels’ first playoff series win in its 42 years of existence was unlike any I’d ever seen.
During the regular season, I can see where MLB might fail to get the national deal they’d like. But what’s happening this post-season is a disaster.
Watching the playoffs the last two nights, the Prospectus staff sounds off. We pick it up at the end of Angels-Yankees, Game 1.
Recently, BP’s authors got into a heated debate over the merits of Shea Hillenbrand. Hillenbrand, you may remember, started the 2002 season on fire, setting Red Sox Nation hearts aflutter and confounding statheads everywhere.