Potpouri And Other StuffSeptember 21st, 2012 by terrybenish
Dave Cameron checks in the past two days with some readable stuff:
First piece in detail, laments the brain cramps that seized Eric Wedge in third game against Orioles. The middle Erasmos Ramierez loss with Wilhelmsen sitting unwarmed up in bullpen, is stark and simple in its stupidity analogous to Ezra Pound’s work. Is that confusing? Pound’s work is profound and beautiful, but it sits, direct and approachable. Wedge’s Ramirez decision lost the win, it’s naked.
Cameron’s second piece suggests trading Jesus Montero as he can’t catch. Rather than move him to first base, he trots out a table of 22 year olds who played major league baseball at some point and uses that to suggest it buttresses his argument. It doesn’t.
At some level to suggest Zduriencik trade Montero, is to suggest that you want Zduriencik to commit ritual seppuku in terms of his job in front of us…take the knife out…
If he won’t stop playing Smoak after 1,400 plate appearances of pure unabridged failure, why would he trade a kid that had flashes and continues to compete and adjust?
We told you it was a bad trade last winter as anybody could see he can’t catch, but nooooo. Well he can hit a bit, and maybe more than that…just don’t know how much more.
Watching player development at the major league level is a lot like listening to your nine year old practice piano in the next room. There is a certain numbing aspect, as you listen to off notes and restarts until you start to wonder what in hell were you thinking when you gave an open check to some strange lady to come into your house and yell at your kid. Especially when she goes next door and the four year old is playing Mozart the second week, with the window open.
Dick Dastardly aka Howard Lincoln, when not destroying good will and fans, reportedly is mulling over firing Jack Zduriencik. Perhaps he wants to bring back Bill Bavasi AND Pat Gillick, our version of I am death destroyer of baseball franchises…