Sandy Alderson on Jenrry Mejia’s future

Well right now, Jenrry will be going to Binghamton for a couple of starts; he’ll probably go to Buffalo for a couple of stars. We’re still in a sense in a rehab phase with Jenrry. He’s only a year out from surgery. I did talk to the doctors as recently as a couple of days ago. He’s a very quick healer and he’s done very well. But as the same time, we need to continue to allow him to pitch on four-five days rest so he has a routine, work on all his pitches so that he has better mastery of them, and then when we get to the end of that, say, two-to-four-start cycle, then we’ll decide what he’ll do in terms of role and where he’ll do it. You know, we have other guys that are coming along — Beato should be ready by the time his disablement ends — and others that are also performing pretty well at the Minor League level that aren’t on the roster. Right now we want to preserve that roster space and see how our guys at the Minor League level develop over the next three or four weeks.

– Sandy Alderson.

There has been a lot of speculation and some anticipatory hand-wringing over what the Mets will do with Jenrry Mejia once his rehab from Tommy John surgery is done and he’s ready to re-join the big-league club. Alderson doesn’t sound overwhelmingly sure he’ll make Mejia a big-league reliever just yet, plus the situation is a bit different than it was a couple years ago for a variety of reasons.

Which is to say: I’ll wring my hands when it feels appropriate. This front office seems pretty committed to handling its prospects with the requisite care and it’s not on the thin ice the last one was when it made Mejia a Major League mop-up man at 20. Plus, though the Mets should try to get the best from all their prospects, they do have more than just one well-regarded pitching prospect in the high Minors now. So it’s not — to re-use a metaphor I used at the time — putting all your eggs in one basket then vigorously shaking that basket.

That’s baseball

Yeah, we did [consider leaving Bobby Parnell in for the eighth inning after he threw only five pitches to strike out the one batter he faced in the seventh]. But this is what we’ve been doing. We’ve been using Jon, he’s been pitching very, very well in the eighth inning, and that’s what we’ve done thus far this season, so we wanted to go and do it again tonight.

Terry Collins, after the Mets’ 6-3 loss to the Reds last night.

Good thing the Mets’ relievers have such defined roles. Could you imagine how bad their bullpen would be if they didn’t?

Hindsight is 20/20, naturally. But leaving Parnell in for another inning after he faced only one batter, when he’s been the Mets’ best reliever this season and the team had nearly been burned by the exact same thing two days earlier, seemed like the right move there. Of course, I’m no manager, and neither are any of the guys on my TV who doubted the choice at the time. But it seems like Terry Collins is doing his bullpen no favors, and vice versa.

Today in awesome home-run events

The Naval aircraft carrier USS Yorktown participated in Pacific Theater battle campaigns during both World War II and the Vietnam War. Next month, the old battleship will serve as a launching pad of a different kind.

On June 18, the Class A South Atlantic League plans to stage the first round of its Home Run Derby on the flight deck of the Yorktown, which since 1975 has been a museum ship located at Patriot’s Park, which sits at the mouth of the Cooper River in Mount Pleasant, S.C., a suburb of Charleston. The championship round will then be held the next day as a lead-in to the Sally League’s All-Star Game.

Dom Consentino, Deadspin.com.

Get your sea legs, Travis Taijeron.

Teenagers be teenagers

After a few minutes, I noticed that someone had drawn a bunch of d—s all over the grease board by the door. So I pointed at them and asked, “Hey, who drew all the d—s?” One of the sound engineers immediately jumped up, ran over, and erased them with his sleeve. This is the new and mature Bieber. We can’t have d—s being drawn all over the place. People might get the wrong idea about filthy-rich 18-year-old pop stars.

Drew Magary, GQ.

Magary’s profile of Bieber for GQ is good and worth reading for Beliebers and skeptics alike. I felt silly censoring it, but you have to pick your battles. Also, it reminded me of something:

It doesn’t matter where or when, but once, while I was waiting in a dugout to interview a particularly young Mets Minor Leaguer, a chagrined media-relations dude emerged from the clubhouse.

“Yeah, ahh… I’m really sorry, this is going to take a minute,” he said. “He’s, ahh… he’s drawing d—ks on stuff.”

Later, I saw his handiwork. On a chalkboard in the clubhouse, a coach had drawn a stick figure. presumably as part of some demonstration. Once that drawing and the chalk were left behind for a group of college-aged guys, it was only a matter of time before someone added a huge cartoon wiener. From there, it appeared something of a wiener-drawing contest developed, with my interview subject and some of his teammates competing to draw the best or silliest one, or something. The payoff was a big chalkboard o’ wieners of all shapes and sizes, and, of course, a reminder that the prospects we track and follow and hype and debate and anticipate are still, in many cases, in their prime wiener-drawing years.

Kids.

This is a theme I hit on with some frequency, and there’s no strong conclusion here except to say that when you’re pouring over the stats of guys in their late teens and early 20s, it’s probably worth considering that they’re still very much guys in their late teens and early 20s, and there’s a lot of emotional and physical and mental development ahead of them. And it seems like, well, just a d–k thing to do to crap all over a guy with whatever platform you have when he’s still young enough to be drawing wieners on stuff without it seeming bizarre.

And I know some might point out that baseball players make the choice to play baseball professionally, and they sign up for the scrutiny when they do. And that’s definitely true. But they also make that choice at wiener-drawing age, right?

Loud noises

During an otherwise awful night for the Mets, Terry Collins and David Wright got into a bit of a spat in the dugout that turned out to more or less embody what we like about both men. Patrick Flood has all the details and the interpretation.

For what it’s worth, David Wright seems like — understandably, and smartly — a pretty guarded guy, but absolutely every bit of evidence we have suggests he really, really loves playing baseball. Like even more than most professional baseball players. That’s awesome, and so is David Wright. Also, he’s hitting .408.

A couple weeks ago, I pointed out that you could isolate stretches of Wright’s merely good but not totally awesome 2009-2011 campaigns in which he fared as well as he had in his first 20 games of 2012. That’s still true: In 33 games from May 30 to July 5 of 2010, Wright posted a .414/.456/.662 line. And over a 38-game stretch from May 4-June 16, 2009, Wright hit .415/.503/.606. Maybe you could find another if you play around with the baseball-reference gamelogs. Which is to say, again, that this is a small sample size and maybe this is the best Wright will hit all season, and maybe he’ll go into an awful slump soon and people will start crying “traid” again.

But those are arbitrary endpoints, and there’s no arguing that it’s encouraging he’s started this season this way. Obviously.

Actually, here’s something funny: Wright has been so good in the first 33 games of this year that if you tack them on to the 102 games he played last year, it makes for a .291/.381/.470 line with a 139 OPS+, or a hell of a lot like vintage David Wright.  The power’s not where it was from 2005-2008, but that’s the case around the Majors.

As for Collins: The only blowback I’ve seen to his removal of Wright and Murphy from last night’s game is that it sends a negative message to the rest of the players if he’s only protecting his two best hitters. Yeah, whatever. Maybe they’ll see the type of treatment they’d get if they became one of the team’s best hitters.

Saves are stupid

OK, look: Once Terry Collins said he was going to use Frank Francisco as his closer before last night’s game, he practically had to use Frank Francisco as his closer in last night’s game. He doesn’t owe Francisco much after the reliever’s performance over the weekend, but a big part of a manager’s job is keeping his players happy, and rolling back on his word with a pitcher with shaken confidence would not be the best way to do that. Plus, pretty much everything in Francisco’s history — not to mention his contract — suggests he’s a hell of a lot better than he has been for the Mets in 2012, so getting him straightened out should be a priority for the team if it aims to have a fully functioning bullpen later in the season.

But saves are stupid, and managing to the stat — as is typical in Major League bullpen usage — is ludicrous. Presumably you know this. Everyone knows this. And yet it still happens everywhere with no signs of stopping, and for all the vitriol spilled over stats that actually correlate to meaningful baseball events. there seem to be shockingly few outbursts about this nagging and ubiquitous silly habit.

Here’s the deal, in case you’ve missed it: Since the dawn of the one-inning closer, teams maintain their ninth-inning leads at exactly the same rate they did before the dawn of the one-inning closer.

The argument for defined bullpen roles is that relievers like to know the jobs they’ll be asked to do when they get to the ballpark. And that makes some sense. If I showed up to work one day and my boss said, “hey Ted, instead of being an editor today, we need you to operate the lights at the studio,” I’d get all worked up, plus I’d probably suck at it. I have no idea how to do that.

But then getting guys out in the ninth inning doesn’t seem like an appreciably different task than getting guys out in the seventh inning, it just happens at a different time. Certainly there are some differences in mental and physical preparation. But maybe if instead of telling a reliever his responsibility is the eighth inning or the ninth inning when his team is ahead, the team told him his responsibility is to pitch in relief if necessary on Wednesdays, Fridays and Sundays, he might still feel comfortable that he understands his task. I don’t know; I’ve never been a Major League reliever.

There’s a money thing too, of course. Closers get paid lots of money, so presumably relievers want closers to exist so they can earn the role and get the big bucks. But it seems likely that if some better stat than saves came into widespread use for assessing relievers, it would soon be used to compensate relievers, and with the amount of money in baseball there’d no doubt be plenty of handsomely paid bullpen arms regardless.

Point is, if the Mets weren’t committed to having a closer to aggregate saves — as basically all teams are — and committed specifically to using Frank Francisco as their closer, they almost certainly would have left their best reliever, Bobby Parnell. in last night’s game to face the middle of the Brewers’ order in the ninth after he retired the two batters he faced in the eighth on only five pitches.

But since it was important to use Francisco as the closer and give him the save opportunity because he’s the closer, they wound up not only using their third reliever of the night for the ninth, but needing to warm up their fourth — Jon Rauch — when Francisco struggled. And from here, it seems hard to figure how whatever advantage gained from having relievers know their roles isn’t more than mitigated by that type of forced inefficiency in their usage.