As Kevin Costner's character says in For Love of the Game (a movie based on the novel by Michael Shaara, the same guy who wrote the terrific Killer Angels), "we count everything in baseball." Stats are unavoidable if you are a serious fan--or even just semi-serious. Forget the score in a game and just consider the ball-strike count on a given batter--it's huge.
With the arrival of computers and reams and reams of data and software, a good case can be made that managers are more influenced by stats than by what they see on the field of play. Thus the--I think--Dodgers manager who said that he decided to pull his starter after 6 innings no matter what--and did exactly that in a playoff or World Series game. The pitcher was fantastic for 6 innings, but out he came, and the bullpen promptly blew the game. To this day the manager still believes he made the right decision.
Despite the above, baseball remains incredibly unpredictable.
Try this stat on for size. A team with a .600 record will win 97 games, which is not only good enough to guarantee being in the playoffs, but is a good bet to win a Division in the regular season. A team with a .400 record is dog doodoo, the dregs of society, losers-loser-losers. They will win just 65 games and trail that 97 game winning team by 32 games.
That said, however, .400 means a team wins 2 out of 5 games and .600 means a team wins 3 out of 5 games. Not that much of a difference. The simple fact is that a MLB season is incredibly long at 162 games and therefore masks the reality that .600 teams aren't hugely better than .400 teams.
In addition is the central aspect of any game, the confrontation between batter and pitcher. What could possibly be more unpredictable? Ted Williams rightly said nothing is harder to hit than a round ball with a round bat squarely, but I would argue a pitcher's job is just as daunting. First and foremost, just throwing the ball hard enough to be in MLB is tough. On top of that you need a variety of spins/pitches and greater accuracy than a knife thrower in a side show.
To add to the fun/unpredictability of MLB is a hit ball which can be an easy out when hit really hard or a double when not hit well at all but hit in just the right place. I believe getting rid of those computer-generated shifts was absolutely in accord with the appeal of baseball, especially MLB.
Consider this Sox season to date: lose 4 straight in April to the Rays at the Trop and look just awful: win 8 straight to get back in the hunt for a wild card; and now lost 3 straight at Fenway to the losers Cardinals (who, as splendidsplinter said, are better than their record).
I think the Sox at 22-19 and dead last in the AL East are semi-miraculous given the rotation, bullpen, defense, and no-name lineup they have. A month ago the rotation was the wrong kind of oderiferous, and last night we were furious at Kluber for giving up 4 runs in 5 innings because in the 3 previous games he looks almost decent. Sale started badly, but now looks like the Sale of 2018. Bello looks like he will stick in this year's rotation--ditto Houck. Paxton must have gone to Lourdes in the offseason because his first start in half a decade or so was terrific. And Pivetta, who truly has struggled, just might drop out of the rotation.
Meanwhile, the bullpen which, anchored by the indomitable Jansen, has been so terrific now looks like Freddy Kruger. Anybody catch Jansen's stint last Friday night? How about Winckowski's?
The point is--to me, anyway--the game has lost none of its appeal--despite the importance of statistics.