I remember the weeks of “hanging tough” we credited Francoeur with when he was making more contact, taking more pitches (randomly taking pitches, never seemed to have anything to do with whether a strike was coming or not). Generally ending in dribblers to the SS or fly outs to three steps in front of the outfielders. Strike out machine became a GIDP machine. Sort of burned me out on the hanging-in-there joy.
I hope we see alternate lead-offs continue through the rest of Spring. I think even Bobby Cox can learn if the lesson is emphatic enough. And Kelly Johnson/Jeff Francoeur surely, SURELY will give him pause about his famous patience, with all the potential of returning to the playoffs in the balance.
Not giving up on Nate, but something is way, way wrong. Another week or ten days of this and I’m thinking Minor League assignment to regain his stroke. I’m not buying the “just my timing” argument much longer. Trusting players (especially non-veterans) to have the best handle on their own struggles has never seemed smart to me. Even in regular life, outside eyes see what we can’t. Get some help, Natester. McCann’s dad or Chipper’s dad. Even, Lord help us, Terry Pendleton.
Let’s get this solved so we can enter the season with a solid game plan. C’mon, Bobby. Take charge.
Morbid curiosity led me to the official Jeff Francoeur blog. He doesn’t write in it much, but man, when he does: “blah blah Atlanta blah blah in Atlanta blah blah to Atlanta Atlanta blah.” He’s not being obnoxious about it. It’s just very clear how much an Atlantan he still is. For the first time, I feel really sad, maybe even a little tragic, about it. It’s his own damn fault. But I doubt there’s ever been a player more loyal to a city & club than that guy. Even if that loyalty was built around some delusional dream of his own role in the city/ club.
I’m comforted by this: it’s much, much better that he fell on his face than moderately succeeded. He’d have never accepted a non-star role or non-star money. Offseason contract tension all over the place. His awkward, hyper quotes would be a part of our daily lives. He’d be giving advice to Heyward, McLouth, all the new kids – while their eyes rolling behind his back. The kind of guy that makes work a drag even when it’s baseball. Comparatively, Yunel’s antics are easier to absorb than that.
I give him props for smiling through the Mets trade. But I imagine it was an unbelievable blow to the guy. All those dreams. Traded to your rival team. In New York. And not even to the Yankees.
I guess I’m going soft. It’s temporary? I can’t wish him well while he’s in that city. But can I go on relishing his failure?
*waits five minutes for another press release of Francoeur quotes*
I am with you on WTF with all of the dissing on Lost this season. What do people want? To have Sawyer or Kate (or whoever does it for you) come out of the television and make out with you. I think the expectations for this season are beyond realistic. I am digging it.
The whole McLouth thing is putting a big damper on my outlook for the season. Such a pivotal role – such disastrous spring. Don’t trust our fearless skipper to make a bold move. Even if we keep Nate in for his D and move him down in the order, who leads off? (And Steve, don’t say Garret Anderson – it’s just as implausible this year as it was last year.) Maybe Melky, but what if the OF is Diaz, the Kid, and McWhiff? Is it Diaz? YuniEsco? Very troubling.
Ok…one tee tiny Lost comment. Where is Doc Jensen’s blog this week? I read his little mini blog but where is the real one? Slacker. Note to Sayid, help a sister out when she has a knife to her throat that’s being held by a crazy woman in desperate need of hair products. Also, I love the scene where Little House on the Prairie gets to James Ford and makes him revisit his lady friend. I start off watching an episode of that show thinking how corny it is and end up shedding real tears before it’s over.
I am aware of the fact that this comment will cause all you unlosties to think I’m a buffoon and…I’m ok with that.