Timmy, we hardly hit ye

There was a day where the mere mention of Tim Lincecum would strike fear into opponent’s hearts. Not as much these days, however. Timmy, or Timmeh as I prefer it spelled, is a mere shell of his former Cy Young self, the likely result of too much weed and too little wind through his once-flowing … Continued

New rules of Astronomics

Forget Moneyball. We are back to the Earl Weaver three-run homer era, except this time under AJ Hinch in Houston. Astronomics: hit the ball a long way, steal bases when you get men on, strikeouts are OK, and pitching is not great but better than good. Some obscene stat, something like 47% of runs scored … Continued