Metsimistic: Brad Hawpe

Chris makes a good point. Brad Hawpe is better than Jeff Francoeur and totally available. Hawpe’s not a good fielder but he can hit a bit. Here’s the thing, though, if the Mets wanted to find a better-hitting right fielder than Francoeur, they could try just about anyone. 

Unqualified excellence

Any Mets fan will tell you that one of the big positives this year — one of the few shining beacons of goodness in this otherwise crummy season — is the breakout performance of Angel Pagan. Pagan showed talent last year, of course, but not like this year. Too often in the past he frustrated everyone with his mental mistakes, silly baserunning blunders and terrible routes in the outfield. In 2009 he played like a fourth outfielder overwhelmed, they’ll say, and now he is proving himself a real Major Leaguer, and a good one, to boot.

And look: Maybe Pagan has learned a thing or two. There’s some empirical evidence to back it up. We know he studied under Carlos Beltran this offseason. And we see him chat up umpires during at-bats, asking about the strike zone, questioning always about the location of pitches at which he swung and missed. Pagan clearly appears to be a ballplayer intent on bettering himself.

But the stats don’t show any improvement. Not at all, actually. According to nearly every measure, Pagan hasn’t had a breakout season because he’s almost exactly the same excellent player he was last year.

Pagan hit .306 in 2009 with a .350 on-base percentage and a .487 slugging while posting a 7.0 UZR across the three outfield positions. This year, he has hit .301 with a .356 OBP and a .460 slugging with a 8.3 UZR. He has been appreciably better on the basepaths this year, mostly because he is stealing bases more frequently and at a higher rate. But otherwise, he has remained remarkably consistent across the seasons.

So what could account for the perceptual difference? Certainly Pagan has made some adjustments, and perhaps he was just a few tweaks away from winning the hearts of Mets fans everywhere. But maybe the audience has adjusted to Pagan a bit, too.

Consider when Pagan first began playing every day. We saw him a bit in 2008 and last May, but he didn’t break into the lineup for good until July of last season, a couple of weeks after Carlos Beltran went on the shelf.

It seems natural, I think, to compare Pagan to Beltran. Pagan looks up to Beltran, as we know. And they’re both multidimensional, switch-hitting Puerto Rican center fielders, and Pagan in effect replaced Beltran in the Mets’ outfield last year.

But it would be difficult to find two players with similar skill sets (though not identical, since Pagan lacks Beltran’s power) at the same position with aesthetic differences so severe. Beltran’s game, I have written, is at its best like minimalist art. It is efficient and understated, subtle. Even his blunders are quiet ones. The Blame-Beltran set will remind you of the time he failed to swing, the time he didn’t slide.

Pagan, we now know, is the Crazy Horse. His game is kinetic, almost theatric — though he’s hardly a ham. Pagan unfurls in the batter’s box, his stride strong and his backswing massive. And he does a funny thing with his batting helmet when he reaches base safely, grabbing it with his hand and tucking it towards his shoulder, kind of like Michael Jackson did with his hat. In the field, he continues his gallop long after he has snared fly balls in the gap and seems to throw his whole body weight with the baseball on outfield assists.  Pagan’s mistakes, the ones we lamented last season, come from too much energy: overrunning the base or the baseball.

So while it seems like Pagan has cut down on those mistakes, for sure, I wonder if Mets fans have taken to Pagan this season because we understand those mistakes a little better when they do happen, now that we’ve grown more accustomed to his style and more appreciative of his excellence. In other words, we now have a large enough sample of Angel Pagan to know what he is about, and we see that it is good.

On Oct. 3, the Mets will walk off the field after their last game. If I’m there, I’ll think, hey, David Wright, he didn’t have his best season but at least he hit more than 10 home runs. And hey, Jose Reyes, he might not have had his best year on paper but at least he came back healthy and finished strong. And I’ll go through each guy like that, and bargain and brightside and make myself feel better because I’m a Mets fan and that’s my nature. I beat myself up all year long then rationalize it at the end.

And then I’ll get to Pagan and think about the way he played this season, the talent he demonstrated and the consistency. And there’ll be no buts or at leasts or qualifiers of any sort.

Awesome article on Japanese baseball

Nomura, who is 75 years old and has managed for 24 years, is known as an astute baseball mind but is also associated with outdated ideas such as distracting opposing players by yelling through a megaphone and arguing against announcing starting pitchers in advance because it eliminates guesswork for opponents.

- Brad Lefton, New York Times.

OK, first of all, let me go on record as saying I’d do a lot less complaining about Jerry Manuel if he’d only pick up the ol’ megaphone to distract Shane Victorino every once in a while. I can’t believe that’s going out of style in Japan.

I love reading about the various local particulars of baseball in foreign lands. This article is awesome for that. Turns out Japanese baseball players consider fielding a ball backhanded taboo. Who knew?

Though it is not stated in the article, I have also been told that sacrifice bunting is much more prevalent in Japan — even among a team’s power hitters. And the person who explained it to me — a smart and respected baseball analyst — presented it as cultural: fear of failure runs so strong in Japanese culture that productive outs (ie not failing) are preferred to the risk of strikeouts or double plays.

I have no idea if that’s true or racist or anything, but I’m certain it’s fascinating. And I’d love to study baseball all over the globe to examine the various intricacies, on the field and around the game, and how they relate to local culture.

Doesn’t that sound like an awesome book? Plus you could catch up with baseball globetrotters like Jason Rees, an Australian fellow who played college ball in Kansas, then professionally in Israel and the Netherlands.

So in conclusion: Please someone give me a massive advance and I will gladly write the crap out of that book. And yeah, I realize that there’s no built-in market for something like that, and that it would be really expensive to fly me all around the world and put me up in posh accommodations (I have Champagne tastes, I should note), and that print is more or less dead. But you might as well go out with a bang.

What I was talking about yesterday

I’ve gotten a few emails in response to my post yesterday about Johan Santana, so I figured I should follow up here. Here’s the point people are contending with:

Sure, it’d be nice if the Mets could win some more games, but a strong finish for Santana could help convince everyone that landing a No. 1 starting pitcher doesn’t have to be the No. 1 priority this offseason.

I guess I was specifically referring to pending free-agent Cliff Lee, who seems destined to get a massive and lengthy contract somewhere.

I wrote that yesterday imagining the inevitable demonstrations and petitions and sit-ins clamoring for the team to shell out big bucks to a 32-year-old pitcher likely to be an albatross by the end of his deal, just because of some notion that the team needs an “ace to pair with Santana” now that Santana is no longer “an ace.”

Which is not to say the Mets can’t use starting pitching, of course. All teams need starting pitching, and seldom does a team have enough. The Mets — with Santana, R.A. Dickey, Jon Niese and Mike Pelfrey set to return — look to be in at least decent shape in the department, but could certainly stand to beef up. After all, it’s no safe bet that any of those guys will maintain the success they’ve had in 2010, and at least one will likely regress a bit.

My objection is with the idea that the Mets need an ace, just like it would be if someone told me they need a closer or they need a slugger or they need a table-setter. What the Mets will need is to maximize the resources they have at their disposal to put together the best baseball team possible.

If that means adding pitching to strengthen their rotation, then yes, by all means. But going into the offseason with blinders on searching for players who fit a certain specific label is about the worst approach imaginable.

There are many ways to construct winning teams. Having dominant starting pitching is one of them. It is far from the only one.

The best player on the free-agent market isn’t always the smartest acquisition. Winning the battle of offseason perception pales in comparison to winning actual baseball games.

Certainly there will be much, much more on this to follow.

Talking Mets with Cerrone

Busy day here means heavy video day on TedQuarters. Matt and I follow up on the question I asked here last week about whether the Mets seem to be in better or worse shape than they were last year at this time. Also, Matt hasn’t hit nearly as many home runs as Ralph Kiner.

OK, it’s probably Lucas Duda time

I was trying my best to avoid buying into Lucas Duda’s absurd destruction of Triple-A pitching, but since it simply hasn’t stopped, it’s probably time the Mets call him up and see what he’s about.

Apparently there’s a subscriber-only piece about Duda up at Baseball America that explains how he’s finally changed his approach back to pulling the ball after breaking his wrist in 2005. Something like that.

Who knows? Duda has a .322/.394/.643 line in Buffalo and a .307/.401/.586 line for the season. At 24, he’s hardly a baby, but he’s still clinging on to prospect age.

Duda is not on the Mets’ 40-man roster, but the club could, I believe, make room for him by moving John Maine to the 60-day DL or parting ways with Extra-Base Omir Santos.