I’ve been absent from this here blog, and you can thank the horrendous thing that is Strep Throat for that. Fully recovered, I figured the best and easiest way for me to come back into action was a good ol’ “Random Links” post. Of course, with all these antibiotics, doctor’s visits, and so on, I couldn’t stay away from the medical theme. Well, O.K., a dentist is not necesarily a doctor, but I digress.

• Some weirdo in San Francisco is going to “lifecast” from this year’s All-Star game. This is the story of a sad man who happened to watch to many ears being eaten alive by Mike Tyson. The same man whose “only claim to fame” was his attendance to the game where Barry (or is it Brian?) Bonds hit his record-setting 73rd home run of the 2001 season. He was a few rows behind the guy that caught the ball (and the other guy that sued him for it). Now he wants to hook up to a webcam and a wireless laptop to beam his life to all and all. No matter that justin.tv (left) is now broadcasting 11 different channels, and that Justine Ezarik is a girl, who’s blond, and is also doing the same thing. No, Dr. Doug: Baseball Hunter will be different. (Never mind that the actual lifecast of the game will be blacked out, and that Dr. Doug, a dentist, has to check back with his disapproving wife and root canal patients).

• It doesn’t matter that you’re the youngest player to reach the 100 home run mark. You gotta get educated.

• And speaking of Brian, er, Boris, I mean, Barry, Dontrelle Willis isn’t scared that the Marlins could be the team against which Bonds hits big seven-five-six.

• Hmmm. The Twins’ new stadium may end up costing people in Minnesota (aka, taxpayers) a bit more than anticipated. About $8 mil more $10 mill more, and all thanks to those $320-an-hour attorneys. Don’t they know why the A’s continue to lead the way when it comes to…ugh, you know what I mean.

• For a minute there, Jason Bergman found comfort in knowing that all those sharpshooters scattered throughout RFK stadium where there for protection. Too bad his offense didn’t do the same, the Nats lost 4-2.

• This isn’t the Adam LaRoche of old; his aggressive attitude is paying dividends for the Pirates. His production his up, his average is up, he’s even swinging at 3-0 pitches. I wonder…

• And forget Polow Da Don, everybody knows “THE KING” of white girls is Chase Utley.

Like many other statistical milestones, the impressiveness of Trevor Hoffman’s 500th save which was recorded last night lies primarily in longevity and remarkable consistency. As the first member of the 500-saves club (Can you call it a club if there’s only one member? If so, I was a member of dozens of clubs as an eleven year-old), Hoffman has Bill Center, a sportswriter in San Diego, citing this achievement as a benchmark to the Hall-of-Fame. Center wrote in an article about a week and a half ago:

“Although no one has 500 saves yet, you hear people say 500 saves are not the equivalent of 500 homers. Simple mathematics say that is wrong… 500 saves mean your team won those 500 games. Not every homer resulted in a victory. Nor did every hit.”

Center’s argument cites the number of members in the other statistical milestones used to measure the worth of Hall-of-Fame players and candidates such as career hits, homeruns, and wins, noting that since Hoffman is the only member of the 500-save club, that his achievement is more impressive than 3000 hits, 500 homeruns, or 300 wins.

I have to disagree with Center on several levels, but I’ll talk about only a couple of them. For one, saves are not as much an individual accomplishment as other stats like hits or homeruns. Generally speaking, the closer has absolutely nothing to do with the first eight innings (more or less) of the game. Hitters and starters obviously do. In fact, every other player in Major League Baseball aside from closers has more to do with a pitcher earning a save opportunity than the closers themselves. By definition, a closer cannot create a save opportunity for himself and his therefore at the mercy of his teammates’ performance in any game. If there is no save opportunity, there is no save, regardless of how dominant the closer may be.

Secondly, if we’re presenting the case based upon team wins as Center has, it’s simply idiotic to claim that a closer has more to do with wins over the course of the season. His assertion not only misleads one to think that every team win is the result of the save (it obviously isn’t), but that those who had successfully reached the 3000 hit or 500 homerun plateaus were not as valuable to their teams’ wins as a closer is, which is downright absurd.  Fact is, you need some amount of luck to go along with skill for anyone to even earn 500 save opportunities, let alone convert them. And if you believe in the value of Win Shares, just look up how even the best closers can’t affect their team’s W-L records as much as hitters or starting pitchers.

But I do agree that Hoffman belongs in Cooperstown. In fact, I believe that Trevor Hoffman didn’t need to reach saves 500 to be enshrined in the Hall-of-Fame. He was already worthy for some time prior. I would actually argue that Trevor Hoffman is the second-best closer of the past 50 years, behind Mariano Rivera, and I think that the stats back me up. I looked at the statistics of every closer who had recorded at least 100 saves over their career since 1950 and found that 108 pitchers qualified. Out of this group, Hoffman ranked among the best in many categories that help define his dominance.

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Picking up where my colleague Paul left off, here are some random links – think of them as a pick-me-up:

» That walk-off that Vlade hit last night? Well it meant the world and more to Bootcheck.

» Let’s beat a dead horse. Aaron is bitter because Bonds is chasing his record.

» The O’s are the definition of a c**k-tease.

» What? The Sawks were playin’ the Yanks last night? What?! A-Rod did What?!

» But I thought we liked it when Crazy Lou went at it? What’s a little ump-bumping between friends?

» Last night, in the seventh inning, Brad Penny foresaw his team’s victory in the gooey stuff he had just deposited in the dugout floor before the game. Dodgers won.

» Albert Pujols hit two monster shots that were caught in the grassy knoll in center field (a combined 820 feet) at Minute Maid park. He hit a bomb in his third at-bat that ended up in the right field bleachers.

Edit: Albert Pujols actually hit TWO home runs last night. Oy! (thanx Laura)