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Games 43-45: An Actual Series Win

What’s that saying about a blind squirrel finding a nut every now and then? Maybe that’s the best explanation for Jack Bauer Squared actually winning a series. Until we make a habit of it, that’s all we deserve.

JBS hosted Tigers of the Ontario Peninsula, and the opener featured a not-awful start by Mike Cuellar, one of the few times we’ve able to say that. Cuellar allowed 3 runs in 8 innings, and we actually won one of those 1-run games, 4-3.

Game 43

It’s been a long time since we won two games in a row, and so it’s no surprise we reverted to old form in losing a 1-run game right after winning one. The tiebreaking run scored in the 6th inning when catcher Gene Tenace tried to pick a runner off third base and threw it away. We twice couldn’t get a runner home from third over the final four innings and it finished up 6-5.

Game 44

The rubber game of the series featured an accomplishment we’d yet to achieve in the first 44 games. We didn’t give up any runs. And I’m pretty sure even the most casual of fans can tell you that you can’t lose if you do that.

Teddy Higuera went 8 innings, allowing 5 hits, to even his record at 5-5 and drop his ERA to 3.72. We didn’t score much, but we didn’t need to, taking the final game 2-0.

Game 45

If a sim could possibly comprehend momentum, maybe a win like that could propel us in a good direction. At 17-28 we are only 8 games behind in the NL West and still playing way below expected win percentage (.378 to .466). Granted, .466 still isn’t good enough to win, but it would be a lot more competitive.

Next up we face Todd Helton???, which is tied with Tigers of the Ontario Peninsula at 20-25 pulling up the rear of the NL East. Another series win wouldn’t be too much to ask for, I’d think.

We’ll be playing in San Francisco’s Candlestick Park, where I once had the, uh, privilege to see a game. The ‘Stick was not a great place to play baseball, largely because of wind. And compared with the beautiful park the Giants replaced it with, there’s no reason to have much nostalgia for it. 

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Games 40-42: It’s Not Getting Better

Jack Bauer Squared came home to Olympic Stadium for a three-game series against Piazza Blues, and about the only good news is we didn’t lose any games by 1 run. Oh no. We lost all of them by 2 or 3 runs instead!

After Bobby Bonilla doubled in a run in the 1st inning, our offense went nowhere the rest of the series opener. We managed only four hits in a 4-1 loss.

Game 40

As the second quarter of the season began, we again failed to muster much offense in a 5-2 loss. Mike Cuellar was charged with only 2 earned runs due to a pair of errors. In his 11th start, this marked the first time he didn’t allow at least 3 earned runs. None of that is impressive in the least.

Game 41

Trying to emerge from the final game of the series with some respectability, we at least kept it entertaining. Bonilla doubled in the 6th inning to tie the game 1-1, and then no one scored again until the 15th inning. 

Burt Hooton and the first five relievers to follow him yielded just the lone run and seven hits through 14 innings, but in came long man Orlando Pena for the 15th and things got out of control quickly. After allowing only one run in his first seven appearances, Pena allowed six straight runners to reach base in the 15th and was charged with 5 runs.

We didn’t give up, though. Out of position players, JBS had to send up Bert Blyleven to pinch hit to start the inning, and he predictably struck out. But then two singles and two doubles put 3 runs on the board and we had a little hope. Alas, that was as close as we could get and lost 6-4.

Game 42

The three-game sweep put us at 15-27, 9-14 at home and 6-13 on the road. Worst record in the National League. There are still 120 games to play, though, so we can try to find glimmers of hope that a turnaround remains possible.

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Endings and Beginnings

A simulated baseball season played at 3 games per day takes about two months to complete, 54 days for the regular season, plus playoffs. So whether you’re having an outstanding season (as I celebrated in my post on a recent title) or a doomed one (as we are living through with the escapades of Jack Bauer Squared), I have a great deal of perspective on the flow of my various teams.

As of yesterday, the regular season for my six teams in the 2020 WIS Championship concluded, and I have only two of them advancing to the playoffs. Since I won’t be participating in Round 2 (a post mortem on that seems like a subject for a future post), it’s time to get excited about a new group of seasons starting.

A group of five entered in a mini-tournament began play last night, essentially replacing the teams I was managing in the WISC. Counting the two playoff teams remaining, I have 19 active teams for the moment. I check every box score three times a day and adjust lineups as needed. Some teams require constant shuffling, and others basically run themselves, but there is definitely a routine that I manage my day around.

Here’s what that looks like in phone screenshots after a round of games:

I have three more completed rosters waiting for leagues to fill, and all are likely to start within the next week. I’m signed up for a league that’s waiting to fill for its next draft. And inevitably my desire to build new rosters will kick in quickly and I’ll find another intriguing theme or two and enter more. The cycle keeps things endlessly fresh.

I have seven teams entered in Round 2 of a massive five-round tournament put on each year by thejuice6, who runs so many successful themes and tournaments he has his own forum for drafts. His leagues draw a great group of competitive owners and take you on deep dives into baseball history. Last year I made it to the final round and even within one round of the World Series, which is where the good prize money lives. 

I entered seven teams in Round 1 this year and all advanced, and so far I’m on track to have six or seven move on to Round 3. When that round begins drafting, I’ll be able to detail the process behind my drafts and rosters. We are 133 games into Round 2, so that figures to kick in towards the end of the month.

One of my teams in the mini-tournament that just started is entirely made up of players from 1982. If you’ve read my previous post, you’ll appreciate why that was a special draft. I think it deserves a deeper dive soon, in fact, because it connects so many dots. 

The journey here is not a straight line, so enjoy the digressions and tangents as they progress us in a distinctly non-linear fashion. I even have a great story to come about digressions! Maybe two!

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Replaying a Season

Replaying an entire major league season requires several tools, not least of which are time and patience. I started with just the National League for 1982, in part because I was not certain from the outset what would happen. The initial plan was to play a month for each league, alternating back and forth.

Using Statis Pro Baseball, with all the cards provided plus a few I made myself for the limited-use players needed to fill out all the rosters, I followed the league’s actual schedule that I had found in a book I still had from the 1982 season preview the year before. That little paperback The Complete Handbook of Baseball, proved invaluable. The 1983 preview edition had all of the individual statistics from 1982 that I could use. 

I collected the books year after year because finding everything you needed in one place was much harder before we’d even dreamed of the internet. The Baseball Encyclopedia was a revelation, of course, putting all of baseball’s historical data into one volume. I bought the updates every few years, because you had to be current. (I still have all of these books. Because of course I do. I have a few posts coming just on baseball books, you can be certain.)

Life in 1983 consisted of more than just simulating baseball games, however. I was in 7th grade at a college preparatory school with hours of homework each night. I had a bar mitzvah in June to prepare for, and I was fortunate to take a trip with my grandparents to Israel and Italy that summer. Plus, you know, pesky things like doing anything else.

This is to say that I did not spend every free moment replaying the 1982 season, but I made progress steadily enough that I became hooked. At that time the National League had 12 teams, each playing 162 games. So that meant 972 games had to be played in all, and each one took over an hour to set up, play, and complete the scoresheet.

After every two weeks’ worth of games, I would compile all the updated season statistics. Though it may seem incomprehensible in our modern computing era while I play online games that do all of it instantly, I had to do all the work by hand initially. I designed special team stat pages and filled them in manually, going through each of my box scores (using the game’s specially designed scoresheets that I could probably recreate from memory right now), adding everything up, and doing all the math.

Once I had my stat updates complete, I would write long letters (on actual paper!) to my sim penpal Caleb and share all the details of my season in progress. He would send me tomes of his own recapping his 1981 adventures. Life got busier for him, too, eventually. He actually could play baseball well and played through high school.

An amazing invention arrived somewhere in the middle of all this: the home computer. I couldn’t afford one until I was about 16 and the mass market developed, but soon I discovered the wonders of a spreadsheet. The program, Lotus 1-2-3, revolutionized my statistical work, though in those days of floppy disks and minimal memory, it could take hours to enter all the data. Saving would take actual minutes, and if anything failed you had to type everything in again.

On average, I could complete about a month’s worth of games in a year. I played all the time in the summer, when I was essentially home alone all day. I’d bring the game with me for visits to grandparents. (I even remember bringing it to a nudist colony my mother belonged to. Yes, there was a nice indoor clubhouse on whose floor I could spread out my game while people outside did whatever it was they did.)

As the years progressed and I stuck with my challenge, the biggest temptation was to move on to a newer season. By the time I reached high school, I was still barely into June of my replay season, and the pace certainly slowed. I attended a very competitive private school, and studying took up nearly all my time. Eventually there were jobs and even a semblance of a social life. Sim baseball basically sat on the shelf outside of vacations in those days.

By the time all the hard work in high school paid off and I headed to Philadelphia to attend the University of Pennsylvania in the fall of 1988, I still was only in early September of my replay season. The game stayed in Los Angeles. 

I reached the end of my season in 1990, some seven years after beginning and 10 years after first discovering Statis Pro Baseball. Forget about the American League; this was just to get the NL season done.

Today with an online simulation, you could do it essentially instantly. But where would be the fun in that?

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Games 36-39: Here We Go Again

Dear Reader, I beg your forgiveness. The results in this 24×24 league have been so disheartening, I practically wanted to scrap this project. Or at least stop narrating this seemingly doomed season and focus on any other one. Literally any of my other ones would be better, as this is the worst team I have going out of 18. Aren’t you lucky, Dear Reader?

But let’s soldier on, as we aren’t even a quarter of the way there and a run of luck could still even the tables for us.

We have two home-and-home interleague sets to catch up on, and the highlights have been few. We started off with the animals of The Hawk, the Bird, Simba and a Moose, and they mauled poor Teddy Higuera with a pair of three-run homers in the early going to take a huge lead.

We did flex some of our own power with a three-run homer by Carlos Delgado and a two-run shot by Bobby Bonilla, but there wasn’t enough to come back as we lost 8-5.

Game 36

The second game marked our lone trip to Oriole Park at Camden Yards (fitting home for a team of that name, too). This time it was our turn to take a big early lead, as we chased Mark “The Bird” Fidrych after 4 innings. 

Mike Cuellar pitched well enough to earn his 2nd win, giving up “only” 4 runs in 7 innings, and Bob Woodward kept his ERA at 0.00 by earning his 10th save in the 6-4 victory. This marked the 4th straight time we followed a loss with a win, so our recent history looked like this: L-W-L-W-L-W-L-W. 

Game 37

Our second interleague series of this set against 24 Lines About 24 Players (still in awe of the genius of the team name, I must confess) went a lot like much of the early season. Stop me if you’ve heard this before, but we lost twice by one run. We fell to 4-11 in such games, and it’s taking a lot of wind out my sails and variety out of my prose. There are only so many ways to say that your team fell just short, again.

Rickey Henderson led off the opener with a home run, something he did far more than anyone else in MLB history, 81 times. This is seemingly true of Rickey’s records, where he put huge gaps ahead of second place in the books. He hit 50% more leadoff homers than the next closest (Alfonso Soriano with 54). Rickey stole 1406 bases, and second place still belongs to Lou Brock with 938.

I digress, but since this is our only series facing Rickey I might as well indulge in some appreciation. After all, he helped beat us the way he famously did. He stole two bases, scored three runs, and 24 Lines beat us 3-2. 

Game 38

Our L-W streak ended in the second game, as our trip to Sicks’ Stadium ended in a 10-9 defeat. Bobby Bonilla hit a grand slam, but the Jack Bauer Squared pitching gave up runs in six different innings. We had the tying and go-ahead runs on in the 9th with one out, but a pair of strikeouts ended the threat. 

Game 39

So it’s a 15-24 mark we carry limping back home in hopes of turning the tide soon. But hope is not a word well associated with this team much any more.