It seemed like a good deal at the time.
The year is 1999, and the Rule 5 Draft was beginning. The Minnesota Twins sat atop the draft order, followed by the Florida Marlins at number two. They struck a deal to swap their first round picks, both young pitchers who showed promise, but not much in the way of results. When the dust settled, The Marlins ended up with Jared Camp. The Twins ended up with Johan Santana.
The former would ultimately spend the rest of his career in the Minor Leagues, failing to post an ERA under 5 at anything above AA level. The latter would go on to have one of the most fascinating careers in modern baseball history.
Johan Santana was originally discovered by the Astros as an outfielder, but eventually found his way onto the pitching mound after scouts noted his abnormally strong arm. Despite his love for making diving catches, he embraced his change to the mound and found his way to the Twins via the aforementioned deal. He started his Major League career as so many young talented pitchers do, with electric stuff and not a lot of ideas as to what to do with it. His age 21 season with the Twins didn’t yield good results, throwing 86 innings to the tune of a 6.49 ERA, and walking nearly 6 batters per 9 innings. After his required stint on the Major League roster was over (per the Rule 5 draft regulations), he was sent to Triple-A Edmonton, where he began to work with pitching coach Bobby Cuellar on developing his change up. When he returned to the Twins, things began to click for him, and from that point on, he posted one of the most successful runs in modern pitching history.
Santana had a bulldog like competitiveness when he took the mound, often refusing to leave games when his pitching coach would amble out to the mound to retrieve him. He had the desire, skill, and the results that seemed to make him primed for a Hall of Fame caliber career. The only thing that couldn’t deliver was his body, as it continued to fail him later in his career. Just as the March winds sometimes go, he roared in like a majestic lion, but as time went on, the roar dulled to a whimper, and he exited like a lamb. In order to understand his significance, we have to look at just how great he was, and what ultimately did him in.
Just How Good Was He?
Really f*cking good. The resume between 2002 and 2010 is enough to bug the eyes of anyone who appreciates dominant pitching.
- 1,779 IP
- 1,785 Strikeouts
- 2.90 ERA
- 150 ERA+
- 8 Shutouts
- 2 Cy Young Awards
- 3 ERA titles
Hitters were simply lost at the plate when Johan took the mound. From 2004 through 2006 (when he won both his Cy Young awards) Santana racked up 748 strikeouts, issuing just 146 walks in the process, ONE intentionally. The common phrase for when a pitcher throws a changeup is that he’s “pulling the string”. Santana didn’t just pull it, he tied it into a knot and played it like a marionette doll.
by shaping his hands into an “OK” sign on the ball (often called a “circle change”) Santana was able to create not just the deception of speed, but also create a lot of movement to fool batters on a regular basis. He was clearly not just the ace of the Twins staff, but arguably one of the very best pitchers in baseball.
Off the field, tension had begun to grow between Johan and the Twins front office. When negotiations on a new contract stymied, Santana requested that he be traded in the offseason. The Twins agreed to send their ace to New York, to pitch for the Mets, where he promptly signed a contract worthy of his accomplishments, an eye boggling six year, $137 Million dollar deal. All eyes were on the Mets newly acquired star, and he did not disappoint. He had another banner year, pitching 234 innings, and striking out over 200 batters along the way. He won his third ERA title, but ultimately, he will be remembered in the Big Apple for one big game:
It would be his signature moment, like a conductor bringing the orchestra to the peak of its crescendo, on June 1st, 2012, Johan had triumphantly morphed into “No-Han”.
So What Happened?
Well, like any crescendo, it must decay, and unfortunately, that’s almost exactly what happened to his body. Santana was no stranger to injury, having missed the entire 2011 season after surgery to repair his dominant shoulder. He recovered from that (obviously) and went on to still pitch effectively, but unfortunately he re-tore the same shoulder capsule and was again set to miss the entire season. The Mets elected to buy out his contract, and he took a minor league deal with the Baltimore Orioles the next season. He seemed primed for a comeback, but a torn Achilles tendon stopped those plans in their tracks. He continued to attempt to come back to the Majors, but could never get past his own body’s perpetual breakdowns.
He was a star that shone bright, and then slowly imploded, betrayed by the very body that gave him his gift.
Looking back, it wasn’t as obvious that this flashy young outfielder would turn into one of the most interesting pitchers of his time, especially if you were in the Florida Marlins front office.
So ya know, it seemed like a good deal at the time.