
I did a piece yesterday over at Pinstripe Alley called “Prospect Roulette”. Basically, I posted two nameless scouting reports of similar prospects, and had people blindly vote on which player they preferred. The results were quite interesting to say the least, and really got me thinking.
Here are the results of the first poll, which was closed after five hours:
Prospect A: 53% (139 votes)
Prospect B: 47% (123 votes)
Based on 262 votes
I then revealed the names of each prospect, and my sources. The result of the second poll, with the names of each player, has been drastically different to this point:
Manny Banuelos (Prospect A): 91% (247 votes)
Martin Perez (Prospect B): 9% (24 votes)
Based on 271 votes
A commenter made a really good point that sums up the results very nicely:
its a great example of an economic/psychological theory
You value what you have more than you value what you don’t. They did studies with Duke basketball and the students who won tickets to the final four (Duke has a very intense contest to earn tickets for any game) on average valued the tickets at a much higher price than those students who had not won the tickets. Very few Yankee fans will say someone else’s prospect is better because we have valued our own, at such a greater value.
I couldn’t have agreed more, he was dead on. Still, I was a bit surprised the results shifted so drastically. I had a few things working against me, mainly the fact that I didn’t have control over who was voting on each poll. Some who voted earlier may have no been able to vote later on, and vice versa.
I put a lot more stock in the first set of poll results, because it’s a far more accurate reflection of how incredibly close the prospects in question (Perez and Banuelos) actually are in real life. Most industry pundits prefer Banuelos over Perez at this point, although it isn’t by much.
Baseball fans should be passionate, and should want to cheer for the players on their favorite team. It’s what makes being a fan so pure, and something all of us enjoyed so much as kids, and ever more as adults (the addition of alcohol to fandom usually enhances the experience).
Writing about baseball and competing in high-level fantasy competitions changed that for me, though. Probably because my ego is too big, and I always want to be right, or be victorious in every league I compete in. While I enjoy sharing my opinions and interacting with those who take the time to read my writing, covering baseball on a seemingly daily basis, has taken most of the “fan purity” I enjoyed so much out of me.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not complaining here, I love being so involved in baseball. I just never truly realized how disconnected I was as a fan until actually stepping back and thinking about it.
Now that I’ve reflected, I need to start preparing the afternoon’s nonsensical piece, to get me out of this deep-thinking funk. Good thing people never get tired of reading about how much women lust over “Sexy” Rexy Grossman and his cannon of an arm…