Author: Matt Balasis

Are We There Yet, Mets Fans?

People get a little crazy this time of year in my neck of the woods. Seems like a lot of us are on edge from being cooped up indoors with no end to winter in sight. It’s strange what you miss, the pavement, the color green, traction, SNY’s opening sequence. Sometimes “Medical Doctors” will tell you stuff, they’ll tell you you’ve got “Seasonal Affective Disorder” or “SAD” and they’ll...

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The Most Balanced Offensive Seasons in History

Which players had the most balanced offensive seasons in baseball? Lets consider for a moment a not so arbitrary selection of statistics and some specific and exemplary thresholds for them. We can avoid a random “pick and choose” group by simply going with all of them — the seven major offensive categories: Home Runs, Runs Scored, RBI, SB, AVG, OBP and SLG. Now lets set up our...

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Mets Player Development and Theories of Deliberate Practice

“Strange, isn’t it? Each man’s life touches so many other lives. When he isn’t around he leaves an awful hole, doesn’t he?”  ~  Clarence, from It’s A Wonderful Life. Just about all of us at some point have been touched by someone who altered the trajectory of our lives for the better. I’m sure you can probably think of such a person right now. Perhaps a teacher, a friend,...

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Alderson Is Charting A Smooth Course Despite CBA Draft Rule Changes

Most of us hope that somewhere in Sandy Alderson’s intellect there resides, like the temple of Apollo, a splendid orange and blue architecture detailing the resurrection of our franchise. Many of us believe this vision has something to do with numbers and graphs and newfangled statistics like Z-swing% and wOBA, but what if it isn’t that at all? What if it’s something entirely different? For all...

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Jell-O and The Miracle Mets

August 23rd, 1969 I was almost 5 years old when it all started. My days were spent riding up and down the sidewalk on my bike, the same couple of hundred feet or so, over and over. I knew every crack and bump. I’d ride around until my sister would come out and yell for me to come up for dinner. She was 10, and on this particular day she was very excited, there was this food she wanted us to try...

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