Opening blast!
End the season right now. I mean, how do you top
that? There are many moments during a baseball season when the term sabermetrics seems antithetical to the proceedings before your eyes, when the science cannot intrude upon the living poetry or the great drama, especially when there is most emphatically a third act. There cannot really be 162 of these, can there? Stop the season right now and I will be satisfied.
In the larger scheme, of course, it’s only one game. Come tomorrow when, barring the forecasted rain, I make my first trip out to the K this season, the amazing ninth inning of Opening Day will already be relegated to the scrapbook. Months of serious work lie ahead and there will be some games that leave me as depressed as yesterday’s left me ecstatic. Most games will, thankfully, lie somewhere in between.
There is a greater focus on Opening Day. It’s a time you’ve been anticipating for months. The weather has taken a turn for the better. Your team’s slate is clean. The stadium is jammed full and there is a festival-like atmosphere through the city. More often than not, the game itself is almost a letdown, especially when the home team loses. Last year, the Royals jumpstarted their season with by opening the year with a 3-0 shutout of the vaunted White Sox offense. Runelvys Hernandez looked like a future Cy Young and Mike MacDougal, in striking out Frank Thomas, flashed the signature slider that would make the game’s best hitters look silly at times through the season. That was a high, an unexpected peak which I certainly didn’t think I'd feel again this season. Not at least this soon.
The same teams came together to usher in the 2004 season. Much had changed. Hernandez and MacDougal are on the injured list. The White Sox were playing under reduced expectations with a new manager while the expectations for the Royals had (quite unreasonably) gone through the roof. The Royals’ Opening Day starter, Brian Anderson, was with Cleveland at this time last season. Mike Sweeney is now a father. Angel Berroa is the reigning Rookie of the Year instead of a big, fat question mark. But the lingering feeling from yesterday’s comeback trumped last year’s euphoria many times over. Really, I was so happy when Beltran’s homer splashed into the left-center field fountain that I am glad no one was here with me to see it. (And thank God for TiVO! I replayed the homer over and over and over, even though I was already late for work). No other sport produces moments like that. No other sport sets the scene so perfectly, when the stakes are clearly established and instead of a race to beat a ticking clock, the natural drama is allowed to slowly build, pitch by pitch, until the tension takes on a life in itself.
When I arrived at the paper, I expected everybody I passed to give me a high-five but not everyone reacts to a Royals’ victory that way I do. In the sports department, the scene was lively but not euphoric. There was a mad scramble because the planned game-stories had to be changed from ‘disappointment’ stories to ‘fairy-tale finish’ stories. There had been a question about whether the NCAA championship or the Royals game would be the front page centerpiece but that dilemma had been erased. For a good hour after I arrived, I found it difficult to work.
Setting aside all of this silliness, let’s look at the game itself. Starter Brian Anderson was just fair but he’ll win a lot of games if he pitches the way he did yesterday. In five innings, he struck out five and didn’t walk anyone. That’s a good start. Of his other ten outs, eight came on ground outs. Anderson allowed a pair of homers and I think keeping balls in the park will define his season. With two homers allowed and two fly ball outs, well, you do the math. Over the course of a season, I’m sure that rate will drop. Not many teams feature the right-handed power that the Sox do with Ordonez-Thomas-Lee-Konerko. (Yesterday, it was Sandy Alomar Jr. playing the part of Ordonez, but that won’t happen often.) Thus, with four lefties in the rotation, the Sox will be a difficult matchup for the Royals all season. Anderson needs to be more effective early in the count. He’s not the kind of pitcher who can be effective pitching behind hitters (not many pitchers are). What’s more, even though he didn’t walk anyone, he nibbled to the point that his 94 pitches only got him through five innings. Going forward, he’ll need to do a much better job of economizing his pitches. The bullpen was pretty solid. This was the hold-the-deficit-where-it-is crew – Shawn Camp, Nate Field and D.J. Carrasco. Camp surrendered a couple of runs but, frankly, I thought he was the victim of an Ed Montague strike zone which seemed to get smaller and smaller as the game went along. By the bottom of the ninth, this ended up working in the Royals’ favor. Field threw harder than I remember him throwing, rushing it up there at 95 MPH a couple of times. And Carrasco was effective in what, at the time, seemed to be a mop-up inning but ended up yielding D.J. the Royals’ first victory of the season.
The bottom-of-the-ninth was a tour-de-force of managerial strategy, player usage and team philosophy. First off, there was the issue of plate discipline. Through eight innings, Tony Graffinino had drawn the Royals’ only walk off a tiring Mark Buehrle. Buehrle threw only 95 pitches, one more than Anderson, but his pitch count was sufficient to get him deep into the seventh inning. Without his best stuff, Buehrle was able to navigate through a Royals’ lineup that was far too aggressive early in the count. It was enough to bring back nightmares of the Tony Muser era when opposing pitchers routinely breezed through games with about 10 pitches an inning (that’s a slight exaggeration – don’t go sending me the e-mail refuting my numbers).
In the ninth inning, all of a sudden, the approach changed. Beginning with Joe Randa, the Royals suddenly began making the Sox pitchers work. As it turns out, this was no accident.
“Tony told us to take first-pitch strikes and try to get on base one at a time,” Ken Harvey told
The Kansas City Star.
When Sox pitchers suddenly couldn’t find the shrinking strike zone, the Royals were in business. After Benito Santiago’s double trimmed the lead to three and Billy Koch struck out Aaron Guiel, the key moment in the game arrived. Koch looked very sharp in striking out Guiel. He was hitting 97 on the radar and had good command. With Tony Graffinino on deck for the Royals and Damaso Marte was ready in the ‘pen for the Sox.
Here are the possible matchups from which Tony Pena and Ozzie Guillen to choose:
Graffanino (.666 OPS vs. RHP) vs. Koch (.667 OPS vs. RH)
Matt Stairs (.892 OPS vs. RHP) vs. Koch (.782 vs. LH)
Stairs (.550 OPS vs. LHP) vs. Marte (.532 OPS vs. LH)
Mendy Lopez (.725 OPS vs. LHP) vs.Marte (.651 OPS vs. RH)
Tony Pena got the game of wits rolling when he sent Stairs up for Graffanino, forcing Guillen’s hand. There was no way Guillen could let Stairs hit against Koch when he represented the tying run and Pena knew this. He was gambling that the Lopez vs. Marte matchup would be better than Graffanino vs. Koch. Looking at the three-year percentages quoted above, this is true, albeit not by a significant measure and Lopez’s homer was his first off a southpaw in over three years and just the third of his career. What Pena knew that neither I nor the announcers knew at the time, was that Lopez had faced Marte many times in Dominican League baseball. He knew that Lopez was familiar with Marte’s repertoire and felt comfortable hitting against him even though, as Lopez said, he had never come close to hitting one out against Marte before. To hear Tony Pena tell it, the decision to insert Lopez was a lark but there was a lot behind the decision that put the Royals in position to win the game.
The Royals already saw the value in a strong bench. Without Stairs and the threat he represents, Pena could not have made those moves. As for Guillen, he did the right thing. According to the definition of the post-Eckersley bullpen, the closer is the closer and matchups be damned. Guillen had declared Koch to be his closer, though he added a few caveats about using Marte in certain situations. Nonetheless, by not taking the easy way out and leaving the Koch in to sink or swim, Guillen left himself open to be skewered in the Chicago media, which he is certainly is today.
Here are a couple of snippets from Doug Padilla’s games story in the
Chicago Sun-Times:
The White Sox continue to help bring baseball fever back to Kansas City. (That’s the lead)
Ozzie Guillen's managerial debut Monday was a bust as he wavered from his plan to have Billy Koch as his closer and watched the Royals deliver the game-tying and game-winning home runs off Damaso Marte. (Horseshit. Guillen did the right thing, though he might be afraid to do so next time.)
''I wanted to get the best matchup we can,'' Guillen said. ''I didn't want Stairs to win the game with a home run, tie the game. I'm going to play with my gut feeling.'' (Unfortunate choice of words for Ozzie. I can appreciate his desire to be defiant, but ‘going with his gut’ is precisely the pitfall that he was avoiding.)
I love reading the stories from the writers covering the Royal’s opponents so you can expect to see plenty of that preceeding in this space as the season unfolds.
Once Lopez hit his home run, the Sox were finished. I knew it, the announcers knew it, the teams knew it, the fans in the stadium knew it and the fans who’d skipped out early and were listening their car radios in chagrin as they sped away, well, they especially knew it. As great as it was to listen to Denny Matthews’ call of the homers on the radio (also, I grudgingly admit, KU-guy Bob Davis’ call on the television feed was pretty good), I enjoyed much more when I replayed Hawk Harrelson’s call from the mlb.com archive later on. He was so pissed off that he could barely growl the words: ‘Now there’s a deep fly to left…......….the game is over’. Put that one on the board, Hawk. Yesssss!
Lost in the euphoria was the injury to Desi Relaford, who strained a hamstring after getting a hit. An MRI today will reveal whether Relaford is out for a few days or for an extended period. The Royals will be weaker against right-handed pitching with Graffanino in the lineup but would be fine in the short term. However the bench would be that much thinner. And, most importantly, another ticky-tack injury would be further indictment of the team’s training and medical staff. Sure, it’s was cool out and Relaford has never been the most durable of players but, still, enough is enough.
These two tidbits from
Lee Sinin’s great newsletter:
* Yesterday was the first time in modern history that 2 walkoff HRs were hit on Opening Day. Carlos Beltran and Shannon Stewart did it.
* The Royals became the 1st team since the 1901 Tigers to come back from at least a 4 run deficit in the 9th inning to win on Opening Day.