Last week at Grantland, Sridhar Pappu summed up the Reds old outfield of Adam Dunn and Austin Kearns like this:

Of course, there were signs it would never really work out. Dunn seemed to grow increasingly sluggish, while his strikeouts multiplied like Tribbles. ...

The bad defense. The injuries. The listlessness. None of that would have mattered had they delivered, had they actually won. But from 2002 to 2006 (when Kearns was traded to the Washington Nationals) the Reds never won more than 80 games. Soon enough, it became clear that Adam Dunn and Austin Kearns were not Frank Robinson and Vada Pinson reborn. Far, far from it. The stars of the future had come to represent a god-awful present.

Adam Dunn was worth something like 15 wins above a replacement player from 2002-2006.¹ If you're not a fan of a three-win player starting in your outfield for well below market prices (Dunn made just under $13.2 million over those five years), then you just don't deserve to have nice things.

Strikeouts schmikeouts.