Monday, August 21, 2017

The "race," as it now stands

Posted by el duque at 1:11 PM

Note: The two hottest teams in the race - Minnesota and Texas - were "sellers" at the deadline. 

4 comments:

HoraceClarke66 said...

You know, I wish that Aaron Judge would just retire. Right now, during Eclipse Day.

Oh, I know he won't. He was raised right, and he has too much intestinal fortitude not to stick it out to the end.

But just the same, I wish he would simply walk away from it all and spare us—spare himself—from everything that's going to happen now:

Getting pushed down the lineup to seventh, then ninth.

Being replaced in right field by the likes of Jake Cave, or Billy McKinney, or (ugh) Bryce Harper.

All the injuries to his arm muscles and rib cage from trying to overcompensate in the batting cage. All the injuries to his legs and ankles, from trying to overcompensate in the field, or on the bases.

Getting demoted to Scranton "just 'til he gets his head together."

The last stand with some independent league team, the Bridgeport Bluefish, or the Sugar Land Skeeters. "You know if he can just get his swing back..."

No.

I just want him to retire. I want him to fold up that huge No. 99 uniform, and hand it over to the equipment manager, and just walk away from all this.

I want him to tell the media, 'Hey, I just can't get the lightning back in the bottle, and it seems that nobody here can help me do it. No hard feelings.'

Maybe go back to Northern California, and learn to build something. Find a good woman, and have some kids.

Every summer, he would play in the local beer softball league. He would hit towering home runs, all the way to the tall trees beyond centerfield, just like he was made to do, and everyone would turn to look at them. He would run quickly around the bases, smiling that shy, gap-toothed smile of his, and when he got back to the bench, his teammates would give him a cool one, and he'd sit there while the kids searched the woods for the ball, smiling and relaxing on his Sunday afternoon off.

Every now and then a sportswriter would show up, on some anniversary, to talk about the old days, and Aaron Judge would shrug and smile and tell him, 'Hey, this is a sweet life. No regrets.'

I wish that would happen.

August 21, 2017 at 2:23 PM
Beauregard Jackson Pickett Burnside said...

What a lovely sentiment.

Back in reality, Shane Spencer the Home Run Dispenser spent his post-phenom years banging one Olsen twin or the other and bouncing around NYC bars until he ran out of money.

August 21, 2017 at 7:06 PM
HoraceClarke66 said...

Yeah, that was one ugly demise. I seem to remember something about a fight with a pizza delivery guy, and cutting up his feet.

Spencer might've been the hero of the 2001 World Series, but that little thunderstorm in Arizona knocked down what everyone on the field thought was going to be a 3-run homer. Too bad.

August 21, 2017 at 9:09 PM
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