Over seven seasons in the Yankee scrub lands, Venditte rose to Scranton, but never received so much as a courtesy cup of coffee. The Yankee "baseball people" - experts of the radar gun - detected flaws in his pitches, so he never got a call.
Fine. OK. No problem.
Surely, we accept that the Yankee "baseball people" knew what they were doing, by denying their fans so much as a glimpse of the lone switch-pitcher of his or any generation.
Thanks to the Yankee "baseball people," if we ever see Pat Venditte pitch, he will wear an A's uniform.
Just know this: If Venditte turns into a Major League star, there will be trouble.
That's all I'm going to say.
Trouble.
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Trouble? HA! Let other teams take the trouble and risk to develop this freak of nature. If he works out, we'll get him back on a three year deal when he's 38.
we're the fucking Yankees, dammit!
Duque--you keep threatening trouble--yet each time you're beaten bloody by the stupidity of the Yankee front office, you come back for more. I'm not sure which syndrome applies--The Cowardly Lion or The Abused Spouse.
I'm talking big trouble.
That's all I'm going to say.
"...the only switch-pitcher you or I will ever know."
Actually, there are several promising switch pitchers in the pipeline, some of them inspired by Pat Venditte. See the Switch Pitching 101 Blog. (Note: that blogkeeper shares a last name with one of high school SwP's, so there might be a hint of bias.)
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