It was only a matter of time before R.A. Dickey’s hot pitching—comparable to any of the great pitchers and searing hot streaks in baseball history—was placed into a statistical context with fWAR, contracts, financial ramifications, musings on what it means that a knuckleballer is doing this versus a conventional pitcher and other bits of dizzying facts and figures that are designed to mask humanity and an in-the-trenches understanding of the game itself.
Memorizing and spouting statistics doesn’t make one an expert.
But it does it diminish the eye-catching story that is R.A. Dickey.
If you’ve yet to do so, I recommend you read Dickey’s autobiography to get the full gist of what it is he went through from his childhood to his journeyman career that only took off when he got to the Mets at age 35.
I reviewed the book here—link.
The numbers are startling in every context, advanced stats and not. But is it necessary to delve into and dissect now? Do we need to be forcefully zoned out with the one-upmanship and mind-numbing numbers of how Dickey has gotten where he’s gotten statistically? The narrative of his life and that he’s pitching masterfully is enough for now.
Can fans everywhere just enjoy it for once? Can we drown out the unwanted interlopers of baseball who think they know everything based on a stat sheet and in reality know nothing?
If Dickey needs to be explained and historically understood, at least wait until the end of the season.
Or just go away.
Pop in a DVD of Moneyball and imagine it’s real.
Go on. It’ll be fun.