BUY MY BOOK: BARD OF THE DEAL: THE POETRY OF DONALD TRUMP
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Posted by el duque at 7:17 AM
Don't know what to make of this. Could be Cashman simply had more pressing priorities, such as signing Kuroda, signing Andy, signing Mo, and rappelling down a building with Bobby V. Or it could be the Yankees' way of saying sayonara.
Listen: Ichiro saved his career last September. He came to NY looking like the Japanese version of Rocco Baldelli, whatever that is. He was a quintessential Yankee acquisition: Five years beyond prime, two beyond stardom, and on the verge of platoon status. Considering his name and legacy, Seattle didn't ask much in return.
Instantly, we loved him. Eventually, he started hitting. He developed a little home run flick for Mayor Rudy's Bandbox, and he even inspired David Cone one night to describe him as swinging a "chopstick." (I nominate this is as the most bizarre moment of the 2012 YES season.)
But Ichiro never embraced one key Yankee code of conduct: Accepting the free base.
He simply never walks. His batting average and on-base percentage aren't much different. And it's maddening when the previous batter has walked, and the pitcher is losing it - and that another walk will crush his psyche - to see Ichiro stroll to the plate. Because he won't walk. Even with three balls, he'll slap the ball somewhere.
Don't know where to stand on Ichiro. I assumed we'd invite him back. Now, I'm not so sure. It's time to ask ourselves the new golden Yankee question:
What would Chris Dickerson do?