I’m still waiting for that call from DiPoto in response to my wiffle ball proficiency. I’m telling you, when I was six, I was launching bombs onto my family’s deck in the backyard. To six-year-old me, those were 450-foot moonshots, but they were likely no more than 50 feet in reality. Still, I was getting elevation with a real wiffle ball bat. Not one of those thick orange jokes that the other kids were using, the legit yellow bat.
I’m waiting, Jerry. Give me a shot.
After a zero-run performance like today, given the state of things, we shouldn’t be too surprised, but it’s still hard to swallow.
Let’s start off with some… news. The Tacoma News Tribune’s Bob Dutton posted an update today, and things are looking good for Haniger and Paxton, first and third, respectively, in WAR for this year’s squad, according to Baseball Reference. They’re looking at a return at the end of May during the M’s road trip to Washington, Boston, and Colorado. As far as Felix is concerned, he’s a work in progress.
“Felix played catch and just felt so-so,” Scott Servais said. “We’re backing off. He’s not throwing (Friday).”
The M’s obviously miss Haniger’s production, but piecing together the rotation has to be at the very top of their list. Getting Big Maple and Felix back is key for the M’s to get above .500 before it’s too late. Today’s starter, Christian Bergman, is a nice guy I’m sure, but the pitching just hasn’t had the firepower it needs to get things done, especially with inconsistent run support. Check out FanGraphs’ Win Probability Chart from the get-go:
The statisticians apparently didn’t like Bergman’s odds against the Toronto bats, and it looks like they were right. Bergman gave up three runs over five innings of work and was saddled with the loss. His biggest mistake of the day was a hanging changeup to Joey Bautista, who, despite my disdain for him, has an excellent fitting jersey at all times. Don’t deny it.
Canó Out Again
Robbie Canó sat for a second straight game, dealing with a sore quadriceps. He apparently injured the leg trying to hustle out a ground ball in his last at-bat Wednesday against Philadelphia. I don’t mean to be insensitive, but this sounds like the kind of injury me and my less-than-in-shape friends would deal with: simply hustling down the line results in a mild yet insidious injury. Also, “hustle” looks like quarter-speed for anyone else.