With Thanksgiving approaching, baseball offers its own table of contrasts. The Dodgers feast again, repeating as champions, their roster laden with stars and their payroll unmatched.
The Dodgers’ repeat championship in 2025 will be remembered not only for its star-studded roster but for the singular brilliance of Yoshinobu Yamamoto. His postseason performance, capped by a Most Valuable Player award, was not merely dominance—it was revelation. In an era where torque and spreadsheets dictate the game’s tempo, Yamamoto offered something rarer: rhythm, restraint, and sustainability. His mastery was both a triumph of mechanics and a mirror held up to baseball’s fractured economic order.
Biomechanics and Training Regimen
Guided by trainer Osamu Yada, Yamamoto’s foundation rejected the velocity-obsessed culture of modern baseball. Yada emphasized rhythm, elasticity, and joint preservation, insisting that “pitching is rhythm, not violence.” This stands in stark contrast to MLB’s development pipeline, which has over-optimized for radar-gun readings and produced a generation of arms prone to breakdown. Tommy John surgery has become a rite of passage; Yamamoto’s model offers a blueprint for longevity.
Pitching Style and Repertoire
Yamamoto’s craft is defined by sequencing mastery and emotional fluency under pressure. His fastball command borders on surgical, his splitter collapses bats in silence, and his curveball lands with restraint rather than excess. He reads hitters with the presence of Dwight Gooden, disguises intent with the psychological warfare of Curt Schilling, and manipulates tempo with the deception of Greg Maddux. Yet unlike those predecessors, Yamamoto threads all three without the wear that shortened so many careers.
MLB Development Critique
From PAL leagues to NCAA to the minor leagues, the analytics-driven obsession with velocity has produced a generation of pitchers trained for torque rather than rhythm, their bodies sacrificed to the altar of data. Yamamoto’s model is a counterpoint: a reminder that sustainability and rhythm can outperform raw force. His success is not simply a scouting report—it is a systemic critique.
Dodgers Context
The Dodgers’ postseason approach was not bullpen heavy nor analytics driven. On balance, their success came from starting pitcher length. When starters carried games into the seventh, the rhythm was restored: middle relief limited to three or at most six outs, the closer trusted to finish the final three. In the few games when starters were abbreviated—including Ohtani’s shortened outings—the Dodgers showed vulnerability, their bats were contained, and they sometimes faltered. But when they needed their starters, especially Yamamoto, and when unsung bats and defensive precision rose to the occasion, they prevailed. That balance, once standard, is what separated champions from pretenders—and it could be the model for others.
Payroll Inequality: Skubal, Skenes, and the Plurality Problem
Here lies the deeper crisis. Tarik Skubal in Detroit and Paul Skenes in Pittsburgh embody franchises that nurture talent only to lose it when contract cycles mature. Skenes is not yet up for a new contract, but he will be soon, and the inevitability is clear. Baseball’s economic imbalance means fewer than a handful of clubs—the Dodgers, Mets, Yankees, Phillies, and Blue Jays—can afford the salaries required to field rosters of stars.
The plurality of clubs, despite billionaire ownership, operate in a small-market vein. They pocket profits or divert them elsewhere rather than reinvesting in payroll. The result is systemic: most franchises serve as incubators, while the few with open checkbooks reap the rewards. Detroit should not lose Skubal at this stage of its rebuild. Pittsburgh should not be forced to part with Skenes before his prime. Yet the system ensures they will.
Toward Reform
The question is not whether reform is needed, but what form it should take. A salary cap is one option, but it cannot be imposed in a way that constrains only the players while allowing ownership to pocket the savings. That would be injustice disguised as reform. Alternatives—luxury tax recalibration, revenue-sharing models, or hybrid systems—must be considered.
This is a debate for the Roundtable: clever minds tasked with sorting out a solution that serves the game itself, then the fans, then the players, and finally ownership—in that sequence. For baseball to endure, the balance must be restored not only on the field but in the ledger.
A Philosophical Shift: Fundamentals Over Force
If Yamamoto’s postseason brilliance revealed anything, it is that baseball requires a philosophical shift that begins with its youngest players. The Dodgers’ starters proved that success does not demand triple-digit velocity. Throwing 105 miles per hour is not a path to longevity—it is a guarantee that surgeons will profit from the epidemic of Tommy John procedures.
Batters, too, must rediscover the art of contact hitting. In my on-camera interview with Roy White this summer, he observed that the game suffers from a lack of contact. Strikeouts have ballooned to the point where twenty-five combined in a single game is no longer unusual. The lift-angle approach, embraced by teams like the Yankees, can punish subordinate pitching during the regular season. Yet in October, against elite arms, those regular-season bruisers resemble playground bullies suddenly confronted by Mike Tyson’s maxim: everyone has a plan until they are punched in the mouth.
The “Torpedo bat,” now being used by many hitters, illustrates another form of sharp practice—MLB’s ever-evolving engineering of the game. Talk of it was quickly buried, a silencing that exposes the very manipulation it was meant to conceal. With its made-to-measure sweet spot for each batter who subscribes to it, the distortion becomes systemic. Hitters use it for maximum contact, knowing that even off-center swings can drive the ball harder as a result of the bat’s engineered mass. Combined with longer regular seasons and added playoff rounds, it contributes to statistical inflation and renders historical comparisons a farce. Baseball is not golf; a golf ball sits stationary on a tee or grass, while a well-pitched baseball arrives with spin, trajectory, velocity, and location, demanding posture, rhythm, and discernment from the hitter. Contact is not a mechanical trick—it is a discipline.
Defense and Intuition
Defense, too, must reclaim its primacy. Anticipation, positioning, and execution—catching and throwing with precision—were on display this postseason from the Brewers, Blue Jays, and above all the Dodgers in critical moments of the World Series.
Dave Roberts’ instinctive substitutions proved decisive. Unsung Miguel Rojas, inserted in Game 6, made excellent defensive plays at second base. In Game 7, he hit the tying home run and later fielded a tricky grounder with the bases loaded to save a potential walk-off run. Andy Pages, brought in as a defensive replacement, made a spectacular catch in center field to preserve the tie. Mookie Betts, despite a quiet series at the plate, delivered the two-run single in Game 6 and started the title-winning double play in the 11th inning of Game 7.
Without these defensive moments, the Dodgers would not have prevailed. It could be argued that the Blue Jays outplayed them overall, but Roberts’ feel for his players, the Dodgers’ defensive execution, and clutch hitting when it was most needed turned the series. Just as vital were the starters—Yamamoto, Snell, Glasnow, and Ohtani—whose length and resilience defined the run and secured the championship.
Season Structure
Even the calendar deserves reconsideration. Imagine a season beginning a week before April’s tax day and concluding in September, with the postseason ending in October. A slate of 154 games—or even 140—would reduce wear and tear, restore meaning to the regular season, and elevate the quality of play.
But MLB will never consider contracting games. The reason, like everything else, is maximum revenue potential. Every additional game is another unit of television inventory, another stream of guaranteed dollars. Without that revenue, the entire MLB house of cards would fold. Billionaire owners would cream off considerably less, and there would likely be fewer multi-millionaire, budding-billionaire players. None of this is exclusive to baseball. Behold what is happening in the NBA, where subordinate talent earns more than top-drawer NHL superstars—for the very same reasons: television contracts and sponsorship streams dictate the economics, not just competitive merit.
The same money-grabbing impulse explains the silliness of the wildcard round. Supposedly it fabricates late-season interest for clubs that otherwise would be finishing out the schedule, keeping fans from turning to the NFL and college football. In reality, it cheapens the value of the regular season, lengthens the postseason unnecessarily, and inflates statistics—numbers that carry postseason significance and distort historical comparisons most of all.
Most importantly, the game must return to its core fundamentals:
Contact hitting over lift-angle excess.
Starters capable of reaching the seventh inning, preserving bullpens.
Closers who can secure three outs, but rise to six when needed.
Defensive excellence and quality baserunning—now aided by pitcher-limited check throws to first and “pizza-box” bases enlarged from 15 to 18 inches, reducing the distance between bases by 4½ inches.
These are advantages Lou Brock, Rickey Henderson, Willie McGee, and other great base thieves of the past never enjoyed—another example of the game’s engineering and its distortion of historical numbers.
The pitch and hitter’s clocks, along with limits on pickoffs and between-inning breaks, have made the game more efficient and action-driven.
Analytics can forecast probabilities, but they cannot replace intuition. Championship managers read their rooms, trust their players, and know which buttons to press at the right moments. That instinct—married to rhythm and fundamentals—is what separates champions from bridesmaids and perennial also-rans.
Closing Reflection
Yamamoto’s MVP season is more than dominance. It is a reminder that rhythm, restraint, and instinct still matter. His presence in Los Angeles highlights both the brilliance of his craft and the imbalance of baseball’s economics. Skubal and Skenes embody the crisis of talent lost to imbalance. Neither has left his team yet, but both stand as metaphors for the inevitable.
Skubal especially illustrates the tension this year: unless he has a change of heart—or unless the Tigers either pay him market value or trade him for assets before leverage evaporates—the cycle repeats.
Roberts’ sixth sense, his defensive substitutions, the embrace of fundamentals, and ultimately the Dodgers’ execution—anchored by four excellent starters in Yamamoto, Snell, Glasnow, and Ohtani—prove this to be the winning formula that still decides championships.
Analytics can forecast probabilities, but they cannot replace intuition. Roberts, in these playoffs, embodied that truth. He pressed the right buttons at the right moments, trusted his players, and restored rhythm when it mattered most—a living example of the intuition analytics cannot replace.
Thirty years ago, the name on the back of the uniform carried permanence. It meant loyalty, civic identity, and statistical consequence. Today, with very few exceptions, it means far less. Payroll inequality ensures stars cluster in a handful of markets, while journeymen cycle through rosters like commodities. The result is a game unmoored from civic identity, its numbers inflated, its loyalties diluted.
And yet, athleticism is back—unseen like never before. The game has grown globally, with foreign talent abounding, while a renaissance of American-born talent rises nationwide. All of this will be on display during the upcoming World Baseball Classic, a reminder that despite distortions and imbalances, baseball’s heartbeat endures: a game of rhythm, instinct, and athletic brilliance that continues to renew itself across generations and borders.
