I just looked up Joe Peitz. How do you know who that is? Why did he not play any more after that?
What's not to like to this point? I'm interested to see how he does going forward.
That year he appeared (1894) was the de facto biggest batting year in the history of the game, lord only knows why he just played that year
1894 top 25 OPS (qualifiers)
ten years laterCode:1894 OPS OPS 1 Hugh Duffy 1.196 2 Sam Thompson 1.145 3 Bill Joyce 1.143 4 Joe Kelley 1.104 5 Ed Delahanty 1.063 6 Billy Hamilton 1.050 7 Jake Stenzel 1.022 8 Bill Dahlen 1.010 9 Dan Brouthers .985 10 Elmer Smith .974 11 George Davis .972 12 Jesse Burkett .956 13 Roger Connor .952 14 Mike Griffin .952 15 Willie Keeler .944 16 Lave Cross .944 17 Bug Holliday .942 18 George Treadway .935 19 Cupid Childs .935 20 Jake Beckley .930 21 Jimmy Bannon .928 22 Bobby Lowe .921 23 Ed McKean .921 24 Jack Doyle .917 25 Oyster Burns .912
Code:1904 OPS OPS 1 Honus Wagner .944 2 Frank Chance .812 3 Cy Seymour .790 4 Jake Beckley .778 5 Roy Thomas .761 6 Harry Lumley .759 7 John Titus .749 8 Joe Kelley .744 9 Dan McGann .741 10 Sam Mertes .739 11 Art Devlin .725 12 Cozy Dolan .725 13 Jim Delahanty .721 14 Moose McCormick .720 15 Fred Odwell .713 16 Ginger Beaumont .712 17 Miller Huggins .705 18 Dave Brain .699 19 Homer Smoot .696 20 Fred Tenney .692 21 Claude Ritchey .686 22 Duff Cooley .684 23 George Browne .679 24 Spike Shannon .667 25 Bill Dahlen .662
Is anyone concerned with his lack of walks? He has one BB this year and that doesn't count because it was intentional. I normally wouldn't like seeing that in a player but I'm thinking maybe he's Vlad Guererro and can hit anything above the dirt.
I think his infamous HBP two nights ago was not intentional because they've seen that he'll swing and miss at high, inside pitches and it missed a little too much. I think pitchers will play with him and see just how far out of the strike zone he'll swing.
Found this blurb about Heinie Peitz. It is pretty amusing.
Late in the 1904 season, the Pittsburgh Pirates expressed an interest in acquiring Peitz. The club's president, Hermann, noted at the time:
"Catchers of the Peitz kind are scarce. I know he is not a Beaumont on his feet, but he is a corking good man for a team because he always knows what to do and how to do it, and what better do you want? A catcher of the Peitz kind runs the whole game from behind the bat. I wish we had him, and if the Reds let him go it would be a serious mistake."
In February 1905, the Pirates got their opportunity to acquire Peitz and traded Ed Phelps to acquire him from the Reds. He played two years with the Pirates in 1905 and 1906. Peitz quickly became a favorite in Pittsburgh. In March 1905, The Pittsburgh Press reported: "He is already one of the most popular men on the team. Peitz may not be the fastest man in the world on his feet, but he can go some with his tongue. The Cincinnati German is the speediest man by far on the team at repartee."
A summer watching a bad Reds' team, is still a pretty good summer.
This is where we should exhale and plug in some line about small sample size. This is where we remind the readership that Yasiel Puig will most likely not hit 80 home runs in 100 games and that he is not the greatest baseball player of all time. This is where we leak out our most withering sigh and remind ourselves (and Murray Chass) that life is one big regression to the mean. We say, "Enjoy Yasiel Puig while you can" and pat the dumb fans gently on the head.
This is where we say, "Yasiel Puig has had an unbelievable start. Small sample size, though."
Or, "Yasiel Puig is a communist Adonis. Sure, it's a small sample size … "
Or, "Yasiel Puig has hit four home runs in eight games. Small Sample Size Alert!" 1
As someone who grew up reading Bill James's abstracts and loving the hard line in all debates, I've long been a speaker of these sorts of annoying, almost guttural tics, mostly because of their argumentative value. If you represent reality as inscrutable numbers and bleak outlooks, you'll win most arguments merely by forcing the other side to acknowledge its sentimentality. Way back in 1990, I recall scoffing at a fellow fourth grader and unrepentant Yankees fan who had lost his ****ing mind over Kevin Maas.
"Remember Sam Horn," I said to my Mucho Maas friend. And the same sentiment went for all fat, slugging first basemen who burn up the happy side of variance in their first few weeks in the bigs.
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