They are not leprechauns, unicorns or the Easter Bunny. They really do exist, and their names are Jeremy Shelley and Yeshayah Goldfarb.
They are the quantitative analysts in the Giants front office, which if you believe the prevailing opinion among baseball’s Internet Illuminati, still gathers most of its information from gut feel and tobacco-spattered scouting reports.
The Giants, and Brian Sabean, the longest-tenured general manager in the game, have long been an easy mark for what acronym-inclined bloggers perceived as old-school methods. Now that the Giants are checking to see if their ring sizes have changed in 24 months, analysts, both recreational and professional, are trying to figure out how the heck the franchise they love to lampoon has pulled off the nearest thing to a dynasty by a National League club since the Big Red Machine.
There’s the pitching, of course. There’s a dash of serendipity. And a whole lot of Buster Posey doesn’t hurt, either.
But if the Giants’ World Series title in 2010 was a happy accident of sorts, won by a waiver-wire band of misfits, their second championship in three seasons had less ad-lib and more script. Those six elimination games against the Reds and Cardinals notwithstanding, this was by design.
Posted: December 05, 2012 at 02:15 PM | 18 comment(s)
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