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Hated, hated, hated that movie.
Beane was wrong throughout it. Pena was a better player than Hatteberg. And when Howe said "Bradford would've had to face a lefty" and our hero Billy says "I don't care, I want Bradford" I wanted to punch him in the face. Bradford vs. a LH hitter was a losing proposition. Bradford got rocked by LHers his entire damn career.
The A's didn't win that year because of David Justice and Scott Hatteberg. They won because Miguel Tejada was an MVP, Eric Chavez was a stud, Billy Koch threw 1000 MPH and because Mulder, Hudson and Zito won about 18gms/piece on barely more than the ML minimum because Beane's predecessor was smart enough to draft them.
Ugh...**** the cult of Billy Beane. The book is good because it focuses on the idea of undervalued assets and things of that nature. But the movie bastardized the hell out of it by making it exactly about what the book isn't - walks and 3R homers. No, that's not the Depodesta approach to undervalued assets.
Stupid movie. Awful, trite, contrived, half-cocked, insultingly diluted movie. I don't know how that movie didn't drive any self-respecting baseball fan right through the damn roof.
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