.148
.263
.194
I just wanted to throw those numbers out there. From left to right those are the batting averages of our big league team's starters. Just wanted to throw that out there.
15
That's the total number of AAA games played by me, Gaskil, Jackson and Rodriguez, the four top outfield prospects for the club.
.353
.444
.333
.316
Those are our respective averages when we do get to play.
I know I'm not doing myself any favors by complaining, but seriously, something needs to be said/done. Anyone who knows me knows that I am extremely competitive. And believe me, our AAA team's success has been good this year. But when you look at the standings and see your parent team is 18-42 it kind of puts a damper on the spirits. Especially when you see the attrocious numbers that are being put up by the guys up there.
The big thing is, I just want to play. The only hitting I get to do is in the batting cage anymore. I could see if I stunk, but I don't. I'm batting .353 and have converted on the few big hit oppertunities I have had. Not to mention my fielding is second to none. Fans will often say to shut up and just play the game. Believe you me, if I was given the chance to play the game I would gladly shut up. But when you don't get a chance and all you see is failure all around you, you start to question the guys in charge.
I didn't come to this team to sit on the bench of the AAA team. I came to this team get a chance to develop and eventually help get them over the hump. I was signed with the promise of getting that chance to develop. Guess that's not going to happen this year. I don't want to, but if I have to I guess I'll just ride out the next three years and find someone who will play me somewhere. I'd even go for playing catcher right now. Just get me on the damn field. Is anybody there?
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Big League Deaming
So I just took my picture for our AAA team's media guide. A good face shot if I do say so myself. I got a lot of crap from the boys on the AA squad when I got bumped up a level since I only played in one game. But in that one game I was 2-4 with a triple and an RBI, not to mention a routine diving catch and one that saw me plow into the wall with a full head of steem. Hey, when you play hard, good things happen.
Granted I don't get much more playing time at this level (seeings I only played in one of my ten games with this club) but I am just one more step closer to making our big league squad and I can really start to make a name for myself. Oh, and the one game I played at this level, yeah, two hits, a double, two rbi, and a run scored. Not too shabby. Nothing spectacular in the field, but when the plays aren't there to make, it's kind of hard to make them I guess.
My coaches have been telling me that they are very suprised by my fielding, but I thought that was the whole reason I was signed. The main thing is that I'm feeling really comfortable at the plate. That's where the biggest adjustments need to be made and I think I'm adapting nicely. It's only a matter of time before I'm stealing home funs from the Michael Leclairs and driving in runs against the Alex Williams'. Hey, nobody else can hit the guy, but someone has to be able to get to the guy. Why not me?
Granted I don't get much more playing time at this level (seeings I only played in one of my ten games with this club) but I am just one more step closer to making our big league squad and I can really start to make a name for myself. Oh, and the one game I played at this level, yeah, two hits, a double, two rbi, and a run scored. Not too shabby. Nothing spectacular in the field, but when the plays aren't there to make, it's kind of hard to make them I guess.
My coaches have been telling me that they are very suprised by my fielding, but I thought that was the whole reason I was signed. The main thing is that I'm feeling really comfortable at the plate. That's where the biggest adjustments need to be made and I think I'm adapting nicely. It's only a matter of time before I'm stealing home funs from the Michael Leclairs and driving in runs against the Alex Williams'. Hey, nobody else can hit the guy, but someone has to be able to get to the guy. Why not me?
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
Opening day...
...and Jay Feely is obviously bored since he doesn't get to play until day 3 of the season. Why is it so obvious he's bored you ask? Oh, I'll feed you baby birds, don't you worry. So I got a call this morning from one of my peeps, a member of my enterouge if you will, telling me that he found and interesting blog post linked off of the Allentown Angels site. He says it might interest me to check it out. So I do, while eating some delicious honey bunches of oats and I find a link to Feely's Feelings. It seems as though someone struck a nerve with this poor fella. Feely is feeling icky on this day. And why you ask? Well, because Feely an blog entry by one Sean Mack and felt the need to then attack said Mack. This my fine furry friends is why it is pretty damn obvious that Jay Feely is bored. He took the time out of his opening day schedule to write a blog attacking an 18-year-old prospect. Nice Jay, really nice. I'm sure your lady friend is real proud of you after that post.
Dude, obviously I must be more than a one and done rookie. I mean, you did read my blog right? That has to say something? Second, why are you calling out someone who isn't even in the big leagues yet? Aren't there guys up there who you could call out? Someone you can start a rivalry with immediately instead of starting beef with a guy in the minor league system? Oh yea, you're thirty-one, have a losing career record, and your an impressive 1-4 with an sweet 10.80 postseason stat line. I can't wait till I'm called up, and believe me, it will be soon. I hope your the first big league pitcher I face, it will be amazing. I hope you come up and in on me too. Hell, make it more interesting for me. Get a life man. Better yet, get a pension plan. Your going to need it when all these young guns come up and your put out to the pasture.
Anyway, on to better things. I had a good Spring Training. I was putting good wood on the ball. I worked a little bit on my base running and I've gotten a little quicker down the line, which also means more fly balls I can get to. It's looking to be a good season and hopefully you'll see me in a Bandits uni by the end of the year.
Until next time, let's all enjoy some "Juicy Juice". Or maybe a Capri Sun if you want something a little better. Peace
Dude, obviously I must be more than a one and done rookie. I mean, you did read my blog right? That has to say something? Second, why are you calling out someone who isn't even in the big leagues yet? Aren't there guys up there who you could call out? Someone you can start a rivalry with immediately instead of starting beef with a guy in the minor league system? Oh yea, you're thirty-one, have a losing career record, and your an impressive 1-4 with an sweet 10.80 postseason stat line. I can't wait till I'm called up, and believe me, it will be soon. I hope your the first big league pitcher I face, it will be amazing. I hope you come up and in on me too. Hell, make it more interesting for me. Get a life man. Better yet, get a pension plan. Your going to need it when all these young guns come up and your put out to the pasture.
Anyway, on to better things. I had a good Spring Training. I was putting good wood on the ball. I worked a little bit on my base running and I've gotten a little quicker down the line, which also means more fly balls I can get to. It's looking to be a good season and hopefully you'll see me in a Bandits uni by the end of the year.
Until next time, let's all enjoy some "Juicy Juice". Or maybe a Capri Sun if you want something a little better. Peace
Monday, March 5, 2007
Media = Morons
Welcome one and all to the official blog of Sean Mack. Over the course of the season I'll be filling you in on current events and happenings with my career, such as whose home run I stole, how many times some bitter washed up pitcher threw at my head and which current celebrity I'm bed hopping with. But that's all in the future, today we're going to talk about the media.
Why do media members insist on asking the same dried up lame questions over and over again, yet complain that answers from us athletes are cliche? Why doesn't Outside the Lines to an in depth report on this?
For example, the other day I was asked by five different reporters how it felt to be in the NEBL. Seriously guys? You got a college degree and that's the best question you can come up with? Yep, that was $75,000 well spent. But to answer your question, it feels fucking great. I signed a $6 million contract before I turned 17. I have the newest Blackberry that blows your crappy LG phone out of the water. I live in a sweet apartment near the Fenway district and I'm buying myself a Beamer for my 18h birthday. Yeah, it feels pretty good.
When we do batting practice I like to get mine out of the way right away and then roam centerfield the rest of the time and chase everything down. I love it. I love going over the fence and pulling back a homerun ball even though it's completely meaningless at this point. One reporter asked me why I do this, and this kind of leads to a whole new rant. The truth of the matter is this. Chicks don't dig the long ball anymore. People don't want to see big steroid infested meatheads that have to hit the ball 500 feet just so they can run the bases. This is a new era. It's the grinderball era. People want to see someone who is going to go 110 miles an hour and crash into the fence to make that big out to get out of a jam. They want to see the guy who is going to dive into the stands to catch that foul ball. Let's not forget the guy who is willing to put his shoulder down and bulldoze some panzy overpadded catcher. That's what people want to see and that's what Sean Mack is about.
The best was when I had some guy ask me what it was like to be a part of a bottom dwelling team. I looked at him for a moment and then told him we're currently tied for first. Then I asked him how it felt to be in his mid 30's and working for a small market television station. I have no time for ignorance.
Why do media members insist on asking the same dried up lame questions over and over again, yet complain that answers from us athletes are cliche? Why doesn't Outside the Lines to an in depth report on this?
For example, the other day I was asked by five different reporters how it felt to be in the NEBL. Seriously guys? You got a college degree and that's the best question you can come up with? Yep, that was $75,000 well spent. But to answer your question, it feels fucking great. I signed a $6 million contract before I turned 17. I have the newest Blackberry that blows your crappy LG phone out of the water. I live in a sweet apartment near the Fenway district and I'm buying myself a Beamer for my 18h birthday. Yeah, it feels pretty good.
When we do batting practice I like to get mine out of the way right away and then roam centerfield the rest of the time and chase everything down. I love it. I love going over the fence and pulling back a homerun ball even though it's completely meaningless at this point. One reporter asked me why I do this, and this kind of leads to a whole new rant. The truth of the matter is this. Chicks don't dig the long ball anymore. People don't want to see big steroid infested meatheads that have to hit the ball 500 feet just so they can run the bases. This is a new era. It's the grinderball era. People want to see someone who is going to go 110 miles an hour and crash into the fence to make that big out to get out of a jam. They want to see the guy who is going to dive into the stands to catch that foul ball. Let's not forget the guy who is willing to put his shoulder down and bulldoze some panzy overpadded catcher. That's what people want to see and that's what Sean Mack is about.
The best was when I had some guy ask me what it was like to be a part of a bottom dwelling team. I looked at him for a moment and then told him we're currently tied for first. Then I asked him how it felt to be in his mid 30's and working for a small market television station. I have no time for ignorance.
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