ERA: Eratic!!

OK.

So, I’ve been stewing on something for a while.

I thought maybe my team just sucked and I was mad.

And let me get sidetracked for a second: I know I’m in first place and I just said my team sucks. I’m sorry to all 11 teams below me, but bear with me here, because it’s effecting us all.

Seriously, with my pitching, I have no clue how I’m at the top of the league right now. (Thanks, batting.)

So, on with my beef.

My relief pitchers just ruined my best week of pitching this season. I had a 2.00 ERA on Wednesday.

Thanks to 8 earned runs in 4.1 innings by three relievers, my ERA has skyrocketed to above 5.00, where it has been all year.

I began to think — or maybe it’s the wine thinking — but anyway, I was sitting around and wondering, am I going crazy or are the pitchers worse than prior years?

So began the research.

This season, so far, among the 12 teams in the league the team ERA spans from 3.65 to 4.78.

The Drunken Taxis Drivers own the 3.65 ERA, and everyone else is over 4.00.

Now, let’s look into the history.

In 2007, the ERA between the eight teams in our league was 3.54 to 4.35. Oh, nice. But wait, you think that’s good. Here you go.

In 2008, the ERA was from 3.30 to 4.20. (If you’re wondering, Team Alex was the 3.30 ERA, and Team Slayer — now the Gamblers — had the 4.20 ERA).

Isn’t that amazing? Only four teams in our league this year have less than a 4.20 ERA.

This year, the ERA is extremely high compared to last year.

Now, I’ve confirmed it. I’m not crazy.

And, thankfully, it’s not the wine talking.

Now, On To Important Business
This is a personal thank you to Jake Peavy that I wrote, but didn’t have the postage to send:

Dear Jake Peavy,

I would like to personally thank you for invoking your no-trade clause today. I was really worried when I heard you were heading to the Windy City. And not to that Cubs team where you would be awesome. No, to the White Sox.

God. Imagine that. You, pitching in the NL West.

Instead, the Padres wanted to give you up to the White Sox, where American League batters would beat you up like you’re late on your monthly dues with Tony Soprano. (I’m on season six, can you blame me for all the mafia references lately?)

Anyway. Thank you, Peavy. Go for a complete game shutout today. Show them Pads you mean business.

That, and show my relievers that they are freaking slacking.

OK. I’m done typing. Parker/Gameday Gamblers is pissed that this column hasn’t been posted yet. So….. Post time. Talk to you all next time when I’m not pressured by the man whose xBox 360 just crapped out on him. At least he has Dan Haren.

(What a bad trade.)

Good night, all.

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