Showing posts with label Starlin Castro. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Starlin Castro. Show all posts

Saturday, May 15, 2010

Just the latest pregnant pause in Cubs Dynasty

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A very pregnant woman sat at Wrigley Field on Saturday with a bikini top ... and her huge belly exposed for all the world to see. A red-and-blue Cubs symbol was painted on her stomach. Honest. I couldn't make that up.

It was quite a sight, with Len and Bob trying their darnedest to avoid cracking up - and to avoid saying anything insulting - during the broadcast.

Sources say the unborn child already is being heralded by Cubbieland as the replacement for Starlin Castro down the road. Mark my words: After 122 championship-free years, Ryne Fergie Ernie Durocher (we hear that's the child-to-be's name) will be leading the Cubs to glory in 2030!

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Ah, remember the Starlin Castro glory days?

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Well, Britney Spears' 55-hour marriage in 2004 to some dude named Jason lasted about 53 hours longer than Starlin Castro's 2010 honeymoon with Cubbieland.

Funny what three errors and an inexplicable lack of hustle will do to a relationship.

Talkin' about Starlin/Cubbieland, though maybe that's what ended it for Britney/Jason, too.


Saturday, May 8, 2010

Can't spell Starlin without the s-t-a-r

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As I meant to say in my previous post, Starlin Castro might turn out to be the best shortstop ever and the Cubs might not lose another game.

Friday, May 7, 2010

All hail new Cubbie savior Castro

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You know you're a cynic when the first thought that pops into your head after hearing the Cubs just called up shortstop savior Starlin Castro is: "Well, now a lineup that was too right-handed before gets even more right-handed. Good luck with that."

I enjoyed watching Castro when I was in Arizona covering spring training. Other than apparently being allergic to drawing walks, there were few things he didn't do well. He has annihilated the ball at Double-A - think lots of singles and doubles, kids, not home runs - and he obviously has tremendous tools.

Even though he kept calling him "Starling" (and, a couple of times, "Sterling"), Lou Piniella fell in love with Castro in Mesa. Lou and Jim Hendry felt they had to do something after watching their Unlovable Losers score 5 runs total during a three-game sweep at Pittsburgh against the worst pitching staff in the majors - the same noodle-arms that served up 36 runs in a three-game series to the Brewers.

Calling up Castro, who just turned 20, sends a nice message ... but they didn't just do it for effect. He will play. Ryan Theriot moves back to second base, where he belongs.

My wife won't like it because lilliputian Mike Fontenot is her favorite player - he's the only professional athlete my 5-foot-3 bride can stare in the eye - but he clearly isn't an everyday big-league second baseman.

On the other hand, Fontenot was one of the few left-handed hitters Piniella could put in the lineup. Piniella now is down to one: Kosuke Fukudome. And Cubbie fans fooled by his good numbers must have forgotten the way The Fook turned hot starts into shockingly bad finishes each of his first two years in the majors. As the pressure mounts, expect lots of Fukudome's patented spin-a-rama whiffs.

The Cubs still miss Jim Edmonds, who was far more of a catalyst in 2008 than most want to admit. Legitimate contenders need a couple of left-handed hitters capable of taking the ball out of the yard - and capable of making the opponent have to pitch differently. Period.

I don't want to hear that most of the right-handed Cubbies traditionally do well against righty pitchers. Every manager, including Piniella, knows it's never good to let the opposing pitcher see nothing but righties one after another after another.

The lineup most days: Theriot ... Fukudome ... Lee ... Ramirez ... Byrd ... Soriano ... Soto ... Castro.

That's R-L-R-R-R-R-R-R. Good luck finding any championship team of recent vintage with so little balance.

P.S.: I know Lou has dropped Ramirez to sixth. But the simple fact is that if Ramirez and Lee don't start hitting, the Cubs are dead even in the unlikely event that a 20-year-old kid lives up to the over-the-top, Corey-Pattersonian hype.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

From Dusty to Lou, still no relief for Cubs

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So one day in spring training, a couple other sportswriters and I are watching Cubbie savior-to-be Starlin Castro take batting practice. Bang! Single. Snap! Double into the gap. Bang! Single. Snap! Double into the gap. It was impressive.

I couldn't see who was pitching, only that it was a lefty, and I asked one of my fellow scribes which minor leaguer was on the mound serving up meatballs to the savior-to-be.

"That's no minor leaguer," one said. "That's John Grabow."

The guy the Cubs just threw $7 million at to be their primary left-handed setup man.

Hmmm.

Fast forward to Wednesday night, when Grabow threw a pitch so fat and tasty that Chipper Jones had no choice but to hit it into the bleachers for the homer that won the game and spoiled Ryan Dempster's sterling start. This after most of the rest of the relief corps looked pathetic in the opening loss in Atlanta.

You know, Dusty Baker said lots of things during his time in Cubbieland, many wacky but some quite wise. This notable Dustyism fits into the latter category - and appears to cover the current edition of his former club quite nicely:

"If you ain't got a bullpen, you ain't got nuthin'."