Monday, May 7, 2007

Airing it out...

So, remember last year when I was placed at SS in the middle of a game and everyone had a collective heart attack until I made a diving play on a sure hit up the middle? Well, seems like that got management's brains turning and now guess who is a platoon player. Me, twice. I get to platoon at Short and Centerfield. While this means I still get to play everyday it does hinder my shot at the coveted Ken Griffey award. The funny thing is that there was no warning either. I got to the clubhouse last week and looked at the posted lineup, seeing we were facing a lefty I am batting second that day. No big thing. I don't look twice at the lineup and go about my normal routine of making fun of LaVillenuve about his deer in headlights look (he had just gotten called up) and listening to Riley to beg me to hook him up with my other sister, who doesn't exist.

Funny story with Riley. His brother Neil, yes, the one and only Neil O'Rourke, is dating my older sister. Yeah, sweet. So Riley, with some sort of complex feels he needs to date a Mack girl. Apparently being the best pitcher on a shitty team isn't enough. And we have this discussion at least twice week. This is what happens when your team is so bad. You run out of fun things to talk about and instead agree with a 22-year-old guy that you'll be sure to tell your parents to make another little girl so he can date her. I'm telling you, this isn't good for any of our sanity.

Back to the story at hand though, so it's game time and I'm leaving the dugout and headed off into the beautiful green grass of centerfield. Juan Pierre taps me on the shoulder and shakes his head no. Which pisses me off because I know I saw my name on the lineup card. So just as I'm about to throw down, he tells me I'm not in Center, but rather at Short. A little unprepared yes, but not rattled enough to not be able to make plays at the position.

I will petition this however. To the higher ups of the league, please note my request. Can we please have a utility Griffey Award? I'm doing everything. I'm playing my ass off, sacrificing my position and still playing top notch ball, all for a very bad team. Please, please note this and throw me a bone.

P.S.- I still love Boston fans. Well, the few that still come out and see us I guess.

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