Saturday, April 21, 2018

I. Don't. Care. About. The. Passed. Balls.

Look. You put a six-two guy behind home plate, and have him catch pitchers who specialize in bouncing balls in the dirt?

There are going to be passed balls. That's just the way it is.

What I want out of Gary Sanchez?

I want him to go all Tommy Lee Jones on their ass.

I watched that fifth inning. As remarked, it seemed to take about three days, as Domingo looked scared to death against a bunch of truly mediocre Blue Jays hitters.

I didn't care so much about the couple of Sanchez passed balls.

What I needed was for Gary to run out to German, who frankly looked scared to death, and get in his face and tell him:

"Son? Did you like the way the clubhouse boy carried your gear to your locker when you arrive? Did you like the free massage, and the after-game meal, and all that crap? You did? And you didn't miss the 32-hour Triple-A bus ride?

"Good. So why don't you get out there and pitch like you mean it? Why don't you try throwing like you're not scared to death? Here, I have the actors from the start of that Johnny Cash movie. They're here to say, hey, if you have one inning to pitch before you die, let's see it.

"Let's not see some wimpy-ass pitch on 0-2 that a hitter nobody's ever hear of can hit into right for a run. Let's not see you walk in a run because you're scared to death.

"Let's see you pitch like a gawd-damned MAN, son!  Just for once. Just this time."

In my opinion, when Gary Sanchez is capable of this, then he will be a great catcher.

In the meantime...this is what it's all about. It accounts for a bunch of the errors, I'm sure—all these scared little boys, slowing the game down until the fielders lose their concentration. It's why we can't win a damned thing.

Get out there and act like a man. Very simple, really.





2 comments:

John M said...

Damn straight, HC. Damn straight.

Nickname Damur said...

A-frigging-men