If you haven’t caught up on the whole Sarah Phillips story, Deadspin has been all over it. Of special note is that one of the scammers dropped the name "RotoWire" (though it fortunately – I guess for us – misrepresented the site as a photo-licensing website). We’ve got a lot of sports fans on here – did anybody read "her"? Were "her" gambling tips any good? Is "she" talented? I wonder who did the actual writing of her articles – Sarah, her friend Nilesh, or someone else altogether. Regardless, this train wreck has been fun to watch, and it takes my mind off my ninth-place fantasy baseball team and the sad news coming from San Diego.
Not a pitcher was pitching, not even Dotel.
The keepers selected by Kenndoza with care
In the hopes that home runs will be hit by LaHair.
My leaguemates were nestled, snug in their beds
With visions of Dodgers, Padres, and Reds.
I lay there awake, no, not quite aslumber.
Why didn’t I keep, that pitcher Phil Humber?
And I with the light on, I haven’t quite slept
I worried that Votto, I shouldn’t have kept.
He cost 52 – that’s way too much dough.
For exactly half that, why not Konerko?
When o’er on my Mac, there arose such a clatter,
From my excellent spreadsheet of top pitchers and batters.
Away to the ‘puter, I flew in a hurry.
I looked at it, frowned, and continued to worry.
My pitching is weak, my hitting ok
And I don’t have enough money for Matt Holliday
CarGo and Kemp are not going to be mine
I’ve got to buy players – I only kept nine.
Did I keep the wrong Hudson, Daniel or Tim?
Do all my leaguemates think I’m really that dim?
What about Danks? Will he pitch well this year?
Will Josh Hamilton stay away from the beer?
Now Danny! Now Ian! The Washington Nats!
Now Aramis Ramirez bring all of your bats!
To the draft room in Lisle, on Warrenville Road
It’s at Jimmy’s office, not his abode.
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on my phone
The ringing of Julie, calling from home.
She said, “don’t you worry, you know you can win.
And please don’t forget, you don’t want Tony Gwynn.”
My confidence growing, at my wife’s kindly call.
I could even ignore, the loud guy in the hall.
I closed my eyes tight, my fortunes were shifted.
Sleep, blissful sleep, my mind wonderfully drifted.
Two hours later, I awoke with alarm.
Once again bothered by Marcum’s right arm.
Sleep now behind me, I turned on my computer
To read the bad news about Met Lucas Duda.
My strategy ruined, oh what can I do?
I knew this would happen. I just knew. I just knew!
I looked at my roster and frowned one again.
It’s hard to buy studs with just a buck ten.
I spoke not a word, but went straight to my work,
And filled all my spreadsheets, then turned with a jerk.
And laying my finger aside of my sheet
I told myself “Kenn, there will be no defeat!”
I sprang to my car, and put on some Dylan
I was quietly calm, I was suddenly chillin’
But I loudly exclaimed with a maniacal laugh
“Happy Draft Day to all! And to all, a good draft!”
As a Cubs fan living in Cincinnati, I’m always amused that I’m the beat writer for another NL Central team, the Cardinals. Given that I’m supposed to hate the Redbirds, I tend to be overly-negative of them every spring and feel like they have too many holes to compete. I turned out to be right last year.
This year I was even more dubious. The Cards were basically counting on David Freese, Lance Berkman, Colby Rasmus, Skip Schumaker, Ryan Theriot, and Yadier Molina to be better than last year, for Ryan Franklin to somehow continue to be a good closer, and for Jamie Garcia (who I like, but his WHIP isn’t so great), Jake Westbrook, and the abysmal Kyle Lohse to be 60|PERCENT| of the rotation. Oh, and they had to avoid the distractions of Albert Pujols and his contract mess. Still, with the 1-2 punch of Pujols and Matt Holliday in the offense and Chris Carpenter and Adam Wainwright in the rotation, this looked like a team that could win about 84 games, which might be enough in the NL Central, but I wouldn’t bet on it.
Now comes the news today that Adam Wainwright will certainly have Tommy John surgery. A starter who couldn’t even beat out Lohse (take your pick: Lance Lynn, Adam Ottavino, P.J. Walters, Ian Snell, Raul Valdes, Brian Tallet, and various has-beens and free agents) is now going to be filling the shoes of one of the most valuable pitchers in the league. The Post-Dispatch is pushing Kyle McClellan, who is probably the best of a bad lot, but that would put a big hole in their bullpen, where he was quite valuable last year.
The Cardinals have already lost key reserve Nick Punto until at least May, and Jim Edmonds retired a week ago. The fourth outfielder (and keep in mind this is on a team in which Berkman, who can’t hit lefties anymore, is supposed to be an every-day outfielder) looks like Jon Jay or Allen Craig.
With all of the turmoil already, if the Cardinals get off to a bad start, do they actually trade Pujols? I’ve seen some rumors of Carpenter to the Yankees, though that’s probably just wishful thinking on the part of Yankees fans. This team is hanging by a thread right now, and it would not be crazy to see a total collapse and the end of the Tony La Russa era. And the Albert Pujols era. I’m not going to dance on their grave just yet, but I can think of a really nice coffin.
I know Miami now has the new “Big 3,” but I just don’t see how this team works together. They have to count on guys saying “hey, I wanna get in on this! I’ll take the minimum to play with them.” I just don’t know if that’s going to happen.
Who takes the last shot?
What happens to Michael Beasley?
How long does it take to get another championship in Miami? One year? Two years? Never?
Jason Donald was out. Joyce got the call wrong. He acted classy in admitting it. Armando Galarraga was very classy in not making a big deal about it. That’s all known.
But really, what is the big deal here? Galarraga, in his heart, knows he threw a perfect game (some joked that he had the first 28-batter perfect game). It was the 27th out, which makes it even more black-and-white (if this gaffe were in the fourth inning, one could make the argument that the course of history would have changed and who would know if he’d retire everything else). The fans know they saw a perfect game. Hell, even the players think it was a perfect game.
So what are we missing here? The great celebration on the field? The non-stop cheering from the crowd? Galarraga’s name in a record book? Sure, those are all tangible things, and I’m sure many will feel cheated, but the Tigers still won and Galarraga can be satisfied in knowing it wasn’t his fault or the fault of a teammate what happened. Like I said, he knows he threw a perfect game – isn’t that enough? Maybe I’m just being naive.
As for "The Call" (and it should be capitalized), I keep thinking of Joyce as the worst kid on the little league team in a clutch situation – "Please don’t hit it to me. Please don’t hit it to me." He surely knew it was batter #27, and if I were him, I’d be thinking "anywhere close and it’s an out. Out, out, out, out, out, out, out, out." How "safe" came from him in that situation is the most baffling thing to me.
Also: Donald. At what point today (and maybe it’s already started), does the backlash against him begin? "It’s an unwritten rule that if you’re the 27th batter in a perfect game that you don’t run hard to first!" Someone will say it, and while I don’t believe that b.s., I guess I’ll be the first anyway.
I was just looking at the league-leading pitchers in the NL, and I came up with the "All-Everyone-Will-Laugh-At-You" pitching staff. If you had bought these pitchers on draft day, and presumably spent your other 225 bucks on offense, you’d be dominating your league. Just for poops and giggles:
- Carlos Silva
- Barry Zito
- Livan Hernandez
- Jaime Garica (nice sleeper, but still a rookie)
- Ryan Dempster
- Brad Penny
- Mike Pelfrey
- Matt Capps (he stunk last year, and Storen is coming)
- Ryan Franklin (everyone expects him to give up his job soon)
Ok, so the strikeouts (155) could be a little higher, but considering how much you paid, that’s nice. This group, which everyone would have laughed at unless the league is VERY deep, has so far produced 19 wins, 18 saves, a 1.45 ERA, and a 1.00 WHIP.
Yeah, it’s early, and many of these guys will stink before the year is out, but it’s interesting.