From Batting Averages to Launch Angles … It’s Still Baseball

Picture this … Braves are down a run with Nick “I only hit doubles” Markakis standing on second base, after a booming double to the gap gets by any Nationals outfielder not named Harper. There are two outs. Johan Camargo steps up to the plate. The Braves are down a run and they need to tie it here.

What are you thinking?

“C’mon Johan, all we need is a base-hit here buddy … Get’em over, get’em in. C’mon, A-B-C baseball here fellas.”

Or are you thinking: “Hmmm. I hope that this isn’t the plate appearance in which Johan Camargo’s inflated BABIP decides to start crashing back to Earth, and set off a chain reaction that leads to a drop in wRC+ and his ISO.”

For the last couple of years, I’ve fallen into a trance. Why, for everything that is good and holy, do I feel the need to analyze EVERYTHING I see occur during the course of a baseball game? When did it stop being fun and start feeling more like work? Every pitch and swing, chewed up and spit out like a bad Christopher Russo take. Whatever happened to just watching a game to, you know, watch a game. A cold beer in hand, couple of hotdogs (AKA: sandwiches(( Hi this is Ken and I’m editing this piece… for the record we didn’t ask Dan to write for his Hotdog takes which are obviously horribly wrong, do try to overlook this egregiously atrocious hot take and focus on his baseball opinions))) – just you and America’s Pastime.

For the better part of a decade, I feel like the game has been nothing but microscopic adjudications; launch angles, exit velocity, FIPs, and BABIPs. I used to watch games because I just liked watching baseball and the Braves. Now, when I watch a game, I find myself watching mechanics, pitch selection – all of it with the TV on mute, because, you know, sometimes, Chip happens.

Contrary to what may be inferred here, I’m not knocking the metrics we see used now. I actually enjoy learning about the quantitative measurements that make our game and its players, more valuable, and advances the game for the better, sometimes. I’m not against them, I’m all for them. It advances the game in ways we never considered or thought of possible even 15 years ago. I can’t imagine all of us, though, started watching and following baseball because we couldn’t wait to fire off hot takes based on the unsustainable BABIP of Johan Camargo.

This game is a fantastically graceful, majestic game. It’s full of intrigue, excitement, pins-and-needles type drama. Sometimes, though, I feel like I’ve lost the kid that only cared about watching the Braves, and less about “watching the Braves”. Somewhere between 8 and 38, I forgot how to watch the game for what it is.

Baseball was life because baseball was fun and simple.

Baseball today, for some, has gotten hard to keep up with. You have to know so much just to stay current and relative in the conversation. I feel like you have to own a PhD just to stay abreast of the discussion. Regardless of your preference in how you partake or engulf yourself in the game, baseball at its core, will always be there. No matter how hard it gets to watch, how scientific it gets to evaluate, how intricate it becomes to follow, or how smarter everyone around you seems to get.

I don’t say all this to offend. I’m sure there are others that feel a similar way. I say this, because, as I have said, I have warmed up to the advanced metrics and even have tried learning about them. All I’m saying is that sometimes, I just want to watch the game to watch the game, analysis free. That’s it.

At the end of the day, though, there is no right or wrong way to enjoy the game. As long as you’re watching, that’s all that matters, really. Baseball is still baseball, it brings people together, and there’s nothing wrong with the game … Well, except the Designated Hitter, you can leave that sh*t in the American League forever … “Bye, Felicia”.

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