Friday, July 19, 2019

Annual drumk blog continues: Where's Brigadoon Clint?

We used to call Rob Refsnyder "Brigadoon," because he reappeared every hundred years for one day, and then he vanished into the hills of Scotland. At least that's where I think he vanished to. Honestly, I don't know. But if we're talking about Norse men - were we talking about Norse men? - let's think about the new Brigadoon: Clint Frazier. He comes up for a month, hits 11 HRs, and then vanishes onto the moors of Central Pennsyltucky. Damn, what did he ever do to Brian Cashman to result is this predicament? I need a drink. (This is not to cast aspersions on Mike Tauchman, though he's no Hammerin' Cameron Maybin who, come to think of it, could also be Brigadoon, since he seems to have disappeared.) 

28 comments:

JM said...

Clint is a victim of Non-Corporate Behavior Disorder. Surely, the concussions didn't help. Pray for him.

TheWinWarblist said...

We could use some Norsemen fury.


Fuck you Hal.

TheWinWarblist said...

PS: I had to Google Brigadoon.



PPS: Fuck you Hal.

JM said...

Coley Harvey
ESPN Staff Writer
Spent the afternoon down at the Yankees' Triple-A affiliate, and while down here, caught up with outfielder Clint Frazier. He tells ESPN he and Brian Cashman had a phone conversation in recent days. "That was the best conversation I could have had ... I wanted to just hear it from him: what do I need to do to make it back on that team? Light a fire under me." Frazier said Cashman "was honest with me. I walked away from that conversation feeling really good about my present situation and my future situation." He remains optimistic that his future is in pinstripes, and not as a trade chip entering the upcoming deadline. Cashman's advice was, of course, for Frazier to focus on honing his defense. Also asked him to not neglect his offense, given the 4-for-17 start Frazier had after being optioned down June 17. Frazier has ended up getting hits in 12 of his past 16 games in Scranton.

In terms of reporting to Scranton/Wilkes-Barre at the end of his 72-hour report period last month, Clint Frazier said: "I'm not the first guy to take 72 hours, I'm not going to be the last guy to take 72 hours." Said he also took that long to come back during a return to Triple-A last year, and lamented the fact this particular time his later report caused such controversy. "I took it because one, I have two animals and a full apartment. I needed a day, and then one day turned into I'm going to take another day. And then it was like: ‘I'm not in my best frame of mind right now.' I was mad, I was upset, I was bitter. It was one of those things where I needed to be able to come down here and be ready to work. I would have shown up Day 1 and probably would have been a nuisance to be around. I would have upset. I (was) still mourning my demotion ... I needed to take 72 hours. I wasn't trying to send a message. I wasn't trying to send a message to Brian Cashman — one of the most powerful men in baseball. He holds the cards. He's been good to me."

Finally, Clint Frazier is proud of the strides he feels he's made defensively working with RailRiders assistant Julio Borbón. Frazier's still buzzing about diving full-stretch for a ball last weekend against Syracuse. It was his first diving catch since a dive last August exacerbated his concussion symptoms, effectively ending his 2018 season. With Borbón, Frazier's focus has been on standing up a little taller in his pre-pitch setup. It's to mimic his fairly upright batter's stance. He believes that has helped him maintain his eye level when he takes off for fly balls, helping him track them dramatically better. Previously, he'd crouch lower pre-pitch, and when he'd move immediately out of the crouch, that would cause his eyes to move, and he'd have more difficulty tracking balls hit at high velocities. "It's not the same guy out there (now)," Frazier said. "I want to practice it in New York, but I feel good. It hasn't been a waste of my time down here. It hasn't been a bad experience, one that I think can really help me help the Yankees when I get the chance."

JM said...

Forgive me for pasting from an outside source, but I think these posts by Harvey are important enough to warrant being here.

It looks like a) Clint is learning how to be a good corporate citizen, b) Clint is, indeed, fucked up psychologically by the concussions, in that they changed how he fielded the ball, and c) he is making progress.

You could thrown in a d) the Yankees have some decent people in the minor league system. But let's not get out of hand.

Rufus T. Firefly said...

I suppose that's good news about the Red Menace, but it requires believing death star newspeak.

Winnie,

Being a fan of the Master sometimes requires research. That research will often entail ancient Broadway runes. Runes are subjective in their interpretation.

JM said...

Brigadoon with Gene Kelly and Van Johnson, fine motion picture, too.

Anonymous said...

I watch Brigadoon every 100 Years. My head in a jar is due to watch it again in 2066.

Doug K.

Leinstery said...

Let's be honest about Brigadoon Frazier. He hits 11 homeruns in 2 days and then scuffles about the outfield and plate for the rest of the month before getting injured.

Anonymous said...

JM,

Thanks for posting the Frazier stuff. It was good info. Despite what I read I still think they are going to trade him. Hope I'm wrong.

Oh, from earlier. Never had a Ballentine. Always more of a whiskey guy. That said, did try Jenny Cream, maybe that's why.

Doug K.

HoraceClarke66 said...

What, no beautiful, beautiful Ballantine ale, the Yankees beer?

HoraceClarke66 said...

What, no beautiful, beautiful Ballantine ale, the Yankees beer?

HoraceClarke66 said...

Warbler, a great cast (in the movie) and some good songs.

But I never much liked it, in that Gene Kelly's world-weary character wants to go back to a Scottish village from 200 years ago...rather than postwar NYC.

Are you kidding me???? Hell, invent me a time machine and the FIRST place I'd go back to is postwar New York (though it had its drawbacks, too). Amazing cultural city, great middle-class city, very cheap, no crime, terrific ballteams?

What was missing from Gene's NYC that he could find in old rural Scotland (or rural anywhere)? Not enough smallpox? Doesn't get to work all day behind a plough? Not enough women dying in child birth?

I would like to SEE many different periods in history. There are very, very few I would like to live in, even with Elaine Stewart.

HoraceClarke66 said...

I find it weirdly encouraging that Coops actually called The Red Menace. Could this mean that he might be staying? Hard to picture Coops bothering to talk to any of the hired help if they're halfway out the door.

MadBum was en fuego against the Metsies last night. But here's the thing: the Giants have been so hot they are actually back in the NL Wild Card race.

Are they really going to want to trade him?

For the same reason, the Nats are not going to deal Scherzer (and his contract is too big for HAL anyway). The Snakes are in it, too, which means no Robbie Ray.

Basically, we're down to Stroman and Boyd.

Uh-oh.

Anonymous said...

Hoss,

Few things...

For me it's the NY in the 20's. Catch Murderers Row in the afternoon. While in the Bronx get some "real" deli. Maybe a couple of salt sticks. See the Marx Brothers on Broadway, then head up to the Cotton Club. Rinse. Repeat. There's a dream vacation right there.

As to the trades. Even though the Giants are back in it their GM has to ask himself if it's worth passing up the opportunity to build for the future for the sake of getting bounced as a wild card. Not saying what the trade would be or if it's worth it but just making the playoffs isn't really a big enough deal if your ball club can't go deep. Same with the Rays. The Nats probably are the best of that group.

As to Stroman. I don't want him to go to Houston but he would be Stroman
the Stro-Man. Just saying.

Doug K.

Carl J. Weitz said...

Everyone still remembers what those Ballantine Beer & Ale Three Rings stood for, right?
Here's a hint: BPF

Ceeja said...

Our boys are fucking savages. Boone earned a lot of street cred with that line. Didnt think he had it in him.

Anonymous said...

PBF--Purity Body Flavor

Rufus T. Firefly said...

Ballantine, a premium beer.

ranger_lp said...

I also remember Three Ring Pete....Baseball and Ballantine...what a treat....

Anonymous said...

"Same with the Rays." The Rays could totally go deep.

I meant the D Backs.

Doug K.

HoraceClarke66 said...

"Precisely right, precisely right..."

Doug K., I agree. That's why the road to championships is so often, develop your day-to-day players, pick up veteran pitchers for money only, when they're past their arm woes and know how to pitch.

HoraceClarke66 said...

Doug K., I would love to have seen the 1920s in NYC, too. Wide-open town.

On the other hand, before penicillin. You get a blister on your foot, and you can die—as happened with no less than the son of the president.

Carl J. Weitz said...

Anonymous...you are 100% correct!
"Better make it a Ballantine"!

3 Mel Allen Ballantine beer commercials:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mCm3UEfRQv0

JM said...

It's hot.

TheWinWarblist said...

C'mon Ballentine, what's wrong with you? No fourth (and fifth?) ring for the nostrils?

Anonymous said...

Ballantine, not Ballentine. For the so-called medical doctor with the spelling skills of a six-year-old.

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