|'Tis not too unwieldy...I still have more range than Derek Jeter|
and neither man nor beast can remove me from the double play...
We were talking about Vernon Wells, the fallen Angel of the woeful countenance. (Odd, isn't it, that Orson left his Don Quixote unfinished--perhaps waiting for Vernon's 2011 season of flailing at windmills.)
When we were looking at Vernon's "year of flailing dangerously" a short while back, he was closing in on two obscure-but-dubious records...
--Lowest on-base plus slugging (OPS) for any player with 20+ HRs in a season;
--Lowest on-base percentage (OBP) for any player with 20+ HRs in a season.
So...how did all that turn out?
But all that creaky long-ballin' meant that Vernon showed even less plate discipline than was the case previously. Over the final 17 games of the season, encompassing 69 plate appearances, Wells managed to avoid drawing even one walk. So, while he slugged a respectable .522 over that span, his on-base percentage was only .217.
|Mr. Fantastic...the ultimate defensive replacement...|
And it should be noted that Vernon made a very costly mistake by hitting homer #25. That "benchmark number," the type that us slumming statisticians like to appropriate for the type of silliness that we so brazenly distend to shapes more precarious than those achieved by Mr. Fantastic, gets Vernon the double booby prize. For players with 25+ HRs, Wells has both the lowest OPS and the lowest OBP.
Maybe he should have gone up to the plate in chain mail.
But fear not, fans of Wellsian gravitas...Vernon has established an on-off pattern that makes Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde seem like identical twins. Over the past six seasons, Wells's OPS+ looks like this: 129, 85, 122, 86, 125, and 83 (this year). Just wait till next year!!
I can wait...how about you??