Fittingly, perhaps Berkman's greatest accomplishment just might have been one that is rarely mentioned: anchoring a rather pedestrian 2005 Astros lineup that miraculously managed to make it to the World Series (with the help of pitching stars Roger Clemens, Andy Pettitte and Roy Oswalt, of course). The rest of the '05 Astros lineup was composed mainly of light hitters and players whose flame burned out quickly; for those who don't recall that starting eight, the others were Morgan Ensberg, Jason Lane, Willy Taveras, Adam Everett, Brad Ausmus, Chris Burke and 39-year-old Craig Biggio.
"That was the worst everyday lineup to play in a World Series,'' one star player once told me. And it isn't hard to agree.
For Berkman to get that team into the World Series, well, that may be the single most underappreciated achievement in a career that was marked by underappreciation.
GAH! This is so fucking stupid it actually gives me a headache. The 2005 Astros scored 0.51 more runs per game than they allowed. When a team does that, winning a lot isn't a miracle, it's the expected outcome.
When you have the best pitching staff in the league, and lead the NL in defensive efficiency, having an adequate lineup at the plate (11th in the NL) is good enough. The White Sox finished 9th in the AL in runs scored, which means
they had exactly the same number of teams ranked behind them in their league as the Astros did. Holy shit! It's a fucking double miracle! All the way across the sky!
Ensberg had the best offensive season on the 2005 squad – not Berkman. His "flame burning out quickly" is completely irrelevant in a discussion of Berkman carrying that particular team to a pennant. Which, of course, he demonstrably did not do. But hey, let's not allow any of these pesky details to get in the way of a preposterously stupid argument based on anecdotal support and wild straw-grasping.
In conclusion, "underappreciation" is not even a fucking word, you twat.