Game 159, A’s at Mariners
Oh, vagaries of chance. Doug Fister, who starts tonight, is regarded as a surprise, a revelation, a top contender for next year’s rotation, depending on who you listen to. But if you start stacking him against the other rotation guys, well… it’s not that great. Fister’s below-average K rate comes with a better-than-average walk rate, and he’s given up a lot of taters. In terms of pick-your-advanced-metric (say, FIP) he’s between Jason Vargas and Carlos Silva. And well behind Jakubauskas, who might get to relieve Fister tonight.
It’s not that I’m down on him. But it seems like the sentiment about Fister, who is a no-expectations fair-results guy, is a lot different than Ian Snell, who came in with the headcase baggage, or Vargas, who actually has performed a lot better than Fister.
In fairness, he is eight inches taller.
Can we please have a Branyan appearance tonight? Please, Wak? Give the people what they want (an album that contains one of my favorite songs, “Destroyer.” There’s a story. Don’t ask).