MVP debate is fun and the essence of sport
And so the debate will rage again in some circles this afternoon when major league baseball gets around to making its announcement of the American League’s most valuable player.
Can it go to a pitcher?
Should it go solely to a player on a winning team?
Is it the best player on the best team?
Is it someone who has had seasons of excellence?
I guess it’s all relative (Griff makes a good case on the whole thing right here) and like so much in the world of sports, nothing is ever simply black and white.
I do think winning counts but so does overall excellence and true value to a team. Yes, it’s true that if you went solely by “if you took this guy away from his team they’d really be bad” but that would leave you with a candidate from pretty much every team, wouldn’t it?
I do think best player on best team has to count for something but how much of that guy’s great year is due primarily to the people he’s surrounded with? Has to be a factor, doesn’t it? Sure, you could take Curtis Granderson away from the Yankees and Miguel Cabrera away from the Tigers and I’d still like New York’s chances over Detroit’s.
I have no compunction voting for a pitcher, the ‘once-every-five-days’ argument doesn’t hold water with me; there are some weeks when the other possibilities don’t do very much, either.
This really seems one of those debates that makes sports so great. You can sit on a stool or around a table with five guys and gals and get five different opinions, all legit, all quite heartfelt and none wrong. It can be a perfect way to while away a night or an afternoon and is the essence of the games that give us a chance to escape the realities of life for a little while. It’s fun and we should do it more often.
I guess the good thing, if you’re from the centre of the universe, is that there’s a legit question about the worthiness of one of the Local Nine and that hasn’t happened in a while, has it.
It’ll be interesting to see what kind of hue and cry there is when Jose Bautista finishes fourth, maybe fifth, when the results are announced this afternoon.
Now, I don’t have a vote, have never had one, don’t follow the game overall as closely as I should to have a truly informed opinion on these matters but if I had to go with five, it’d be, in order:
Verlander, Bautista, Cano, Cabrera, Granderson.
Speaking of …
Went to the big fashion show down at the dome on Friday to see the new Blue Jays uniform and I tell you, no one does dog and pony like them. It was a blast, blue champagne (or so I’m told, didn’t sample any), all kinds of food places and displays, joint looked like some kind of ball room all done up and it was a heckuva day.
And came away utterly impressed with the new look. Like the “Blue” being back in Blue Jays, am quite glad they dumped anything to do with black and silver (that was a bad decision from the get-go) and the old split-font numbers are a great throwback idea.
The one here, by far. Really looks good.
Now, if only Alex Anthopoulos will go out and get a new closer, second baseman, left-fielder and front-of-the-rotation starter things will be much better.
Hands up everyone who stayed up to watch the MLS Cup last night?
Now, you know me and the MLS; really don’t care a lot about it (although I continue to have people who tell me it’s a hoot to go watch the TFCs in a home game) but if that silly league ever wants to attract even a handful of casual fans, playing the championship game at 9 p.m. on a Sunday night in late November is not the way to do it.
It was the Galaxy 1, Dynamo 0.
(That’s Los Angeles and Houston for those unfamiliar).
Dear You Know Who You Are
The only people who enjoy whistling are the people doing the whistling. Please stop.
Signed, The Rest of Humankind.
Oh, wait, I take that back in one – and only one – exception.
Who didn’t like this? And isn’t humming it or whistling it right now?
You guys and gals in football pools? You know, the ones where you have to pick the games every week, they tally up the numbers at the end of the season and someone celebrates?
Well, I’ve heard all kinds of wacky ways to make picks each week.
Which team has a better colour scheme on its uniforms.
Which team has better cheerleaders.
Which team’s coach spends less time talking into that laminated piece of cardboard they all have that contains the same plays as the next guy, or else the launch codes, I’m not sure.
Well. I’m in the saloon one day on the weekend (hello, Mick and Angelo’s) and the conversation with the benevolent owner gets around to the pool.
And someone the week earlier had a near perfect card – only one game wrong, the Monday nighter in Green Bay – by picking solely on the basis of which team was based further away from New York City.
Makes entire sense to me.
Any other silly ones out there?
Remember this guy?
I hear something about him playing again tonight, first time in almost a calendar year or something because he got knocked senseless a couple of times.
Now, I’m not sure it’ll make me sit and watch a full pucks game – little ever does – but I’m sure I’ll be like a zillion of you and check in just to see what the scene looks like.
What I’m not looking forward to is the incessant looks-back and how we got to this point and the endless commentary on what happened all those months ago.
I know this is something of a special case because of who he is and what he means to his game and what he’s accomplished so far in his nascent career.
But the truth is, no one has to be “careful” about what might or might not happened now that he’s back. I don’t think there needs to be any debate on whether he should get special treatment or be watched more closely. I believe we can all agree that if he’s out there, he’s healthy and that they’ve been more than careful to make sure he’s ready to go.
Yes, there is an inherent danger and threat that something else could happen; it’s the same inherent danger and threat that exists for every athlete who puts a uniform on every game.
It’s part of the game.