Drippings from a Leaky Brain

It’s Friday and I’m suffering from a caffeine bounce from the early morning jolt of liquid energy.  Exhaustion, headaches, and overall fatigue has led to this feeling where my brain is just leaking out through my skull in a disorganized pool of chaotic gak, but I’m just going with it.

Drip 1: Loan out Phil Hughes.  Soccer has this thing in Europe where, if you have a player who is good, but you don’t really have a place for him, you loan him out to another club for a short period of time and often take him back later on.  Phranchise has clearly mastered AAA but is inconsistent in the bigs.  He just needs seasoning – Once Wang comes back let’s loan Phil out to some NL team and let him get some seasoning over there for a few months.  That way he’ll be ready for next year.

Psycho hd Drip 2: Like Moshe said earlier – Yes, Cervelli was hitting .190 in his few AA ab’s this year.  Fine, but that doesn’t mean he’s a .190 hitter.  He hit .315 in AA LAST year – why don’t they ever mention that?  BA, Sickels and every other ranking service I saw left Cervelli completely off of their top X prospects lists despite putting both Montero and Romine ON those lists.  Catcher is the position where hitting matters the LEAST, yet a Cervelli’s stellar defensive play and leadership abilities were seemingly completely ignored just because he’s not a power hitter.  It’s good to see him proving everyone wrong so far.

Drip 3: Wouldn’t Juan Cruz’ 1.72 ERA, 98mph fastball and $2.25M contract look good in Pinstripes this year?  Remind me why we didn’t get him again?

Drip 4: Some Modest Proposals for selling those Legends Seats:  Everyone is decrying the class divide between the Legends section and the rest of the stadium, but we need those seats to sell.  Part of the problem is that these seats are just not special ENOUGH.  Yes there’s a moat – and that’s nice, but, as any Medieval landowner will tell you, it’s what’s IN the moat that matters.  For the money they’re paying, let’s let them feel like real european Lords.

Fill the moat with alligators, with flaming oil, give them a drawbridge – let them feel like royalty.  Assign them “serfs” for the day and give them a court jester to entertain.  Dress up the security guards in full plate armor and have them jousting with each other between innings.  On flaming pitch giveaway day, lower the drawbridge and lure in an unsuspecting young autograph seeker, only to trap them and hurl flaming pitch at them.  Better yet, you could have Medieval hunts, giving each seat owner their very own hunting hound to track down the young lad in the monuments and set the dogs on them.  Oh what fun!

You see?  Instead of making this class warfare thing into a negative, turn it into a positive.  I say just go with it.  Of course, don’t blame me when the guys in the bleachers start building guillotines and siege towers.  It wasn’t my idea to connect them to the box seats.