Box scores during the new Winter Olympics World Baseball Classic. Ten takeaways.
1. Twelve Yanks in the WBC. Judge, Goldy, Bednar (USA); Wells, Doval, Rosario (DR); Cruz, Rodriguez (PR); Caballero (Panama), Chisholm, Beck (UK); Cohen (Israel.) Yes, Jazz is playing for jolly old England. Bob's yer uncle.
2. You'd think being 12 players down would mean extra playing time for Spencer Jones and the Martian, but - nah - only one OF gone.
3. Jones and Dominguez continue to haunt. Yesterday, in his lone plate appearance, Jones drew a walk. The Martian came up twice: singling to center and flying out to left.
4. Box won't show it, but Dominguez lollygagged a gapper to left-center, letting a Twin leg it into a double. The Martian looked surprised at the notion of a runner, hustling, then he threw wide to second. Exactly the play he needs to make next month, in Scranton.
5. Angel Chivlli - whom Cashman obtained for T.J. Rumfeld, (currently 6 for 18 with 3 HRs at Colorado) - a source of front office self-congratulation, entered the game with decent numbers... and left with an ERA over 18.00.
6. Here's how it happened. He came in for the 5th, facing the Twin no-names. (That's a redundancy, eh?) First guy doubles. Next guy - (named "Outman," I mean, you can't make this stuff up) - homers. Then... infield hit, strikeout, walk, single, Boonie hook-a-roo.
7. Another Cashman pitching project, Cade Winquest, got knocked around, sorta, giving up a run on two hits.
8. For Winquest, it's not as bad as it sounds: He walked the leadoff hitter, moved him to second with a wild pitch, then gave up an infield hit. First and third, nobody out. He works a K, conjures a ground out, then gives up an infield hit, with 3B Ryan McMahon botching the throw, scoring the runner. E-5.
9. Winquest is a December Rule 5 draft pick, which means a) the Yankees must keep him all season or return him to St. Louis; b) practically every team in baseball had a shot at picking him, and passed; c) he'd be a big win for the front office, which needs a win.
10. A lotta noise out there about Bryce Harper being pissed at the Phillies, who seem to be disrespecting him. It has spawned bullshit rumors about a trade with the Yankees, who were Harper's dream destination, as a kid. Make no mistake: Harper will someday be a Yankee. But he'll be pushing 42.
7 comments:
You know, Boone is an idiot, but Cashman is much, much worse. He's a total loser with no feel for which players to keep, which to trade, which to sign, and which to DFA. And his ego is tied tightly to each bad decision, so he cannot admit mistakes or do anything to rectify them. He's like the classic dumb advertising clients I used to sometimes deal with--everything has to be based on numbers, instinct and human understanding are eliminated, and that leads to jaw-droppingly bad decisions. There's absolutely no talent or expertise involved, just robotic moves that almost always pan out badly.
Hal may be a poor-mouthing billionaire, Boone may be an idiot, but I think Cashman is the most negative force in the organization. Even when he had the biggest budget in baseball to play with, he delivered one (1) ring, the late-90s championships being based on the previous, non-George management team.
Okay, now that I've once again repeated what we all know, I think I'll wait for the (sure to be crap) February jobs number and see how the markets react.
Good times.
Everything based on numbers…
February Job numbers…
Cashman……
Hal…
The Idiot…..
Faces come out in the rain….
We all know how this movie ends.
50,000 job gains expected, but 90,000 lost in today's Fed report. Sounds like a Cashman trade.
50,000 job gains expected, but 90,000 lost in today's Fed report. Sounds like a Cashman trade.
Tariffs & interest rate cuts, wars, shrinking economy & cost of living, cost of energy out of control. Sounds like stagflation a-comin', right? So thought everybody, except our a-hole in the White House & his cronies. Or maybe that's the way they wanted it. Either way ... we're all cooked.
The British always rocked harder (and better) than Americans. Good for Jazz Chisholm, playing for the Union Jack. In an utterly hopeless situation, only one band delivers the ultimate in futile rage, here's the Sex Pistols:
God save the King
We mean it, man
There is no future
In America's dreaming
No future
No future
No future for you
No future
No future
No future for me
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