Monday, April 30, 2018

Suicide Is Painless, History Is A Cure All

by Jason Franz

The Arizona Diamondbacks are a MASH unit. A front running, series-winning, grit it out MASH unit.

Two weeks ago, key injuries were limited to Steven Souza Jr. and Jake Lamb. Then Taijuan Walker went down with a popped UCL and got lined up for Tommy John. Yesterday, Robbie Ray came up lame with a strained oblique (whatever that is). And tonight, the damned Doyers tried to take out all of their frustrations by way of throwing pitches and elbows and other things at any Diamondback they came across, specifically David Peralta, Jerrod Dyson and Nick Ahmed.

Sure, perhaps things are not as tragic as the LA list oftheir Walking Dead: Justin Turner, Yasiel Puig, Rich Hill, Corey Seager (since when does a shortstop go for Tommy John?!), but it’s not that far off. Nonetheless, the Diamondbacks matched the National League record of consecutive series wins to start a season, matching the mark set by the 1907 Cubs, a team that went on to win 107 games and the franchise's first World Series.

This team, with two starting pitchers out and their two power hitters down, has matched a record that has stood for 111 years. Damn.

So, one month into the season the Arizona Diamondbacks have 20 wins, a 5½ game lead and a Dodger team fading into oblivion. Souza is perhaps a week away, Lamb not far behind and Shelby Miller is looking on track to return to the rotation in June. And Paul Goldschmidt still looks a little lost.

 


Considering science says the D-Backs sell the most affordable tickets in the bigs, it’s ‘bout time to get out to the ball yard.

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

We Are All Eric Lauer Watching The Grand Slam That Was His Fault


I'll preface this by saying that Padres rookie pitcher Eric Lauer objectively does not suck. During his final year at Kent State, he led all NCAA pitchers in 2016 with an ERA of .69 and spent just one season in the minors before getting called up to the Padres. He made his MLB debut against the Rockies last night. Which...admittedly did not go well.

"Whether or not it is unclear to you," Max Ehrmann wrote in his Desiderata, the one that graces coffee mugs and adorns the cubicles of entry-level account coordinators across the U.S., "the Universe is unfolding as it should." Surely that sentiment prompted Lauer as he watched this waking nightmare unfold:



Look: if this happened to you in your Major League debut, knowing that you're going to make the next day's highlight reels for all of the wrong reasons...well, sometimes all you can do is laugh. And hey, at least this happened:



Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Walker Buehler's Day On

By Neal Pollack

Last year at this point in the season, the Dodgers were under .500, struggling nastily with a declining Adrian Gonzalez in the cleanup spot.



Chris Taylor hadn't yet appeared, so the Dodgers were batting Logan Forsythe leadoff, with zero results. But then the real savior arrived in the form of Cody Bellinger, who proceeded to come up from the minors and hit 39 homers in 120 games. The reason it wasn't more homers, and more games, is that the Dodgers stuck him in the outfield for Gonzalez could get some "veteran at-bats," and then Bellinger got hurt.

Well, now Bellinger and his smooth swings, smooth slide, and long legs have been firmly planted at first, where they'll remain for at least a decade.


Yet the Dodgers still played poopily the first two weeks of the season. Of late, there've been signs of emergence, as they've entered what some call the "soft part" of the schedule and I call playing the Padres and a half-strength Nationals team. Well, this week the schedule got softer than a poached egg at the Ritz-Carlton. The Marlins, coached by former Dodger manager and conventional wisdom machine Don Mattingly arrived, with a group of male humans.


To face this almost-team, the Dodgers called up 23-year-old phenom Walker Buehler from the minors. Here is a video of him dancing and singing in the offseason during a parade in Chicago.





But in addition to being a sweet-ass lip-syncer, Buehler also has a shredding fastball and an 85 MPH curve. He gave up four hits, a couple of walks, and no runs in five innings. As a lesser baseball blog pointed out, Buehler threw eight pitches 99 MPH or faster tonight. That’s more than 16 teams have thrown ALL YEAR.

The Dodgers have won seven of eight and are over .500 for the first time this season, with the next six games against the Marlins and the Giants. Only five months to catch up with Arizona. Can we do it? I think we can, I think we can. 

The rotation is hardly where the Dodgers need the most help, but even if Buehler doesn't stick around this time, the team just got a whole lot better with him in the dugout and on the mound. He replaced Wilmer Font, the worst pitcher in all of baseball, who has been designated for assignment. I hope the Font finds an excellent second career. Here he is on the way out of Dodger Stadium. 

Then, because I can't figure out the formatting on this stupid system, he's followed by a sweet-ass play from my best friend Kiké Hernandez, who should play every position every day.




Sunday, April 22, 2018

It’s Started…Dear God, the Marathon Has Started

by Jason Franz


The bloom is off the rose. The compost is beginning to stink. Happy Earth Day. The long haul of Major League Baseball’s season has officially arrived.

Opening day is a celebration where all is new and baseball is at its most exciting until the post-season rolls around – some six months later. Some of that even carries into the first few series where walk-offs are celebrated with scrums on the infield and dugout-emptying brawls seem edgy, not tired.

Every win matters. The rhythm of the season, or at least the perceived rhythm, is set.

And then the final week of April arrives. Your team has had at least one run through the big division rival and key injuries are starting to take hold. The play-by-play guys start sharing anecdotes about their pets instead of actual baseball.
 

This was never more evident than today’s series and home stand closer where the Arizona Diamondbacks beat the hapless and uninspired San Diego Padres to win their seventh of seven series to open the season. This feat was repeated endlessly by the D-Backs voices, belonging to Steve Berthiaume and Bob Brenly, ad nauseum. Apparently, this is the first time it’s been done since the San Francisco Giants did it in 2003, which seems strange that that’s actually 15 years ago now. Those Giants did go on to win the NL West that year, so that’s something, I guess.



Patrick Corbin threw another fine game, pushing his record to 4-0 and his ERA down to 1.89. But this kind of thing is now ho-hum because all we really heard about was the make-believe pitch from the Padres’ young starter, Joey Lucchesi, who sounds like he just rolled in from the set of Jersey Shore and sports the cheesy facial hair to match. He allegedly has developed some new thing called the “Churve,” a sort of change-up curve ball that took the D-Backs all of one time through the lineup to figure out. By the bottom of the 4th, the churve was getting launched all over Chase Field, staking the Snakes with all the runs they would need.

Honestly, Berthiaume and Brenly must be so bored themselves already that they just couldn’t stop saying the word “churve.” The only thing that took them out of that zone was when they had to promote the special Dog Days of Summer ticket offer for all the desert dwelling dog owners who feel having dog shit at the ball game is that one thing missing from the experience. They then carried on a near full-inning conversation about if Berthiaume’s dog can speak or not. Riveting stuff.


This kind of thing is not unique to the Diamondbacks. ESPN is already providing insights in the context of “the course of the long baseball season” and making items like the Giants’ Brandon Belt’s record-setting 21-pitch at-bat their top headline. Pardon me while do not care.


The only true antidote to surviving the marathon is to actually get to the yard to watch games in person instead of on TV (or the internet). Of course, this realization kicks in just as the D-Backs head out of town for the next week and summer begins to descend on the Valley of the Sun. Yay, us!


Thursday, April 19, 2018

Nobody’s Perfect: The Diamondbacks’ One-Hit Wonder, Manners and the Specter of Injuries

by Jason Franz

The Arizona Diamondbacks’ strong start has caught a lot of major league pundits off guard, with the exception of The Beard.



But perhaps no bigger surprise in the opening stanzas of this season was the naming of Pat Corbin as the club’s opening day starter. What about Zack Greinke? What about Robbie Ray? Manager Torey Lovullo and his staff had some kind of inkling of what Corbin, just two seasons removed from Tommy John surgery, could achieve if he just believed in magic. Corbin has been a wicked sorcerer from the hill, tossing his arsenal of pitches that now includes some crazy slower-than-molasses curveball.



In four outings, Corbin has two one-hitters. TWO! I’m no math expert but he’s currently on pace to throw a one-hitter in 50% of his starts. On top of all of this, he’s 3-0 with a really low earned run average. That means a lot to a lot of people. Neither Kershaw nor Scherzer can claim that kind of dominance. Well, maybe Scherzer.

Thank goodness for Corbin, because the injury bug has leaked from the everyday players into the pitching staff, claiming its first victim in Taijuan Walker, who was piecing together a respectable season for a number four starter. Walker went down over the weekend in the D-Backs 9-1 rout of the Dodgers, with Lovullo taking full blame for the Walker’s ulnar collateral ligament tear by not yanking him after showing signs of tightness after the first inning. Alas, Walker is now scheduled for Tommy John surgery and will be out for all of this season and a healthy chunk of 2019.




Which brings us to the notion about the Diamondbacks and their sense of politeness. After the scuffle with Yadier Molina and the Cardinals, Lovullo effused praise on the catcher and said he was wrong. Then they go into Chavez Ravine to take on the Dodgers with Jackie Robinson Day and go out of their way to get blown out, allowing L.A .fans to feel like everything is A-OK. Now Lovullo is shrugging his shoulders and saying “It’s my fault” for a UCL tear?!? Come on, guys! Can’t we toughen up just a little bit???

With the Dodgers getting back in rhythm, beating up on the NL Worst’s bottom feeders in the team that couldn’t field straight, the Diamondbacks need to stay sharp. Last night’s extra-innings debacle of a loss, stranding a man on third in each of the game’s final innings to either get the win or force more play, was not a sign of a killer instinct.


There’s no doubt this season will come down to a race between Arizona and L.A. Arizona is set to get Jake Lamb and Steven Souza, Jr. – the club’s two big bats – back soon enough, along with Shelby Miller’s return from Tommy John mid-season. Maybe they strike gold with another mid-season rental acquisition like last year with JD Martinez.

Regardless, these guys need to find more daggers if they want to stay on top. 

It's Always Sunny in San Diego; Or, The Giants Are Still The Worst Team In The NL

by Jason Avant

I took Logic 101: Intro To Logic back in college, and based on my ability to win arguments with my kids (ages 14 and 10) and random people on Twitter, it's clearly the only class that's had any real-world use. (Sorry, Government and Politics of The Middle East, but then, when were you ever useful to anyone?)

Whut

Oh

I deployed my Mad Logick Skillz a few days back, while basking in the glow of the Padres' repeated thrashing of the Actual NL Worst San Francisco Giants. Your NL Worst Staff was engaged in Facebook Messanger banter; I let the gang - America's Greatest Living Baseball Writer Dr. "Dutch" Neal "Buster" Pollack and Hacksaw Jason "Buster" Franz - know that I was "working on a piece about how shitty the Giants are".


LOGIC.



I wasn't wrong. The Padres were very Padre-esque this past weekend. The Dodgers gave them a bit of the ol' What-For; Neal basked in the glory. The Padres have some soul-searching to do; they are now 7 and 13, and tomorrow they face the Diamondbacks in Arizona. I still maintain that the Giants are the worst team in the west right now; the Diamondbacks will surely beat them tonight, and then they go and play the Angels in LA, where they will have to content with the Angels' advantage playing under weird American League rules (the DH,  no force-outs on any base, the catcher can't wear a glove, etc.) As for positive take-aways for Padres fans, there's not a lot, but at least Christian Villanueva is not an insane crazy person. Proof, via his Ask A Padre Twitter session from last week:

When You're Down And Troubled And You Need A Helping Hand...Play The Padres




Thank you God for momma and poppa and nonna and my kitties and for letting the Dodgers play the Padres this week.

The Dodgers swept so easily, it was sinful, like eating 25 suicide chicken wings but without consequence. They outscored the Padres 30-10 in three games, despite the fact that Kenley Jansen blew another save in the 9th inning. The Padres showed, without any doubt, that they belong not only in the cellar of the NL Worst, but maybe in the cellar, period. 




There are so many tender memories from this series, but mostly, I'm just going to exult in the Padres' lousy defense to remind me that the Dodgers are actually a competent baseball team that almost won the World Series last year. 

To show you how it should be done defensively, meet the nicely-named Max Muncy, who also hit a home run in his first start as a Dodger.


In any case, thanks, Padres, you made us whole again. Corey Seager appears to be back to normal, getting four hits last night. Though I don't predict that Yasmani Grandal and Matt Kemp will end the season in the top five in batting average, that's where they are right now. After this San Diego-induced explosion, the Dodgers are now fifth in the NL in runs scored, behind only Washington and then Pittsburgh, Atlanta, and Philadelphia, basically showing that statistics mean nothing until July. I looked at the Pirates' lineup the other day and said, "You have got to be kidding." Variance will get them.

Friday night, Clayton Kershaw will pitch against Max Scherzer, an actual matchup that is not the All-Star Game but might as well be. I predict that neither team will score 13 runs. 

A note: Two nights ago, the Padres had five Venezuelans in the lineup, making them the only Venezuelans who actually were able to find enough food for dinner that night. Hope they're sending money home so the Maduro junta can steal some. Even when you play for the Padres, you're making bank.




Tuesday, April 17, 2018

'Dre Day


After a ridiculous stretch of games where the Dodgers had to play the Diamondbacks and Giants each 15 times, last night, finally, they got to begin their annual San Diego blood feast.  I've been hearing tell on this site and others that the Padres finally might have a team this year. Well, there's no doubt that they have entertaining characters, including two relief pitchers who begin their delivery underground and a rookie third baseman who hits so hard, it's like he's playing whiffleball. But they're still the Padres at the end of every day.

Last night was an endless fountain of hilarity for Dodger fans tired of tragic losses. After Hyun-Jin Ryu gave up a monstrous homer to Christian Villaneuva in the bottom of the 2nd, the Dodgers came out and proceeded to get more gifts than young Ricky Schroeder on Christmas.


First, Villaneuva hilariously misplayed an easy Chris Taylor grounder to third, throwing up his hands and saying "my bad." Note: After you hit a home run in the second, you still have to play the rest of the game. Then Corey Seager hit a ball 300 miles an hour toward Hunter Renfroe in right field, nearly taking off Renfroe's hand into a three-base error. After a dinky single scored another run, Matt Kemp hit a monster bomb into the left-field bleachers, a play that, using Dave Roberts logic, meant that he was immediately benched to "give Joc Pederson a chance to stay fresh."

Then the score was 6-2, and then I could fast forward all the way to the ninth inning, when Yasmani Grandal hit a grand-slam off a tee placed in front of him. The Dodgers cruised to a 10-3 victory. I hope the Dodgers play the Padres 18 more times. Oh, they do?





Monday, April 16, 2018

It's Time To Admit That The Giants Are The ACTUAL NL Worst

by Jason Avant

The Padres spent yesterday afternoon beating the snot out of the Giants. Joey "Joey Fuego" Lucchesi had a solid second start, holding the Giants to one run.

Giants pitchers [REDACTED PER THE REQUEST OF THE DEEPLY SHAMED GIANTS MANAGEMENT] did not fare so well. The final score was 10 to the aforementioned 1. Yes, the Padres did that. Scored 10 runs. In a single game.

More than that, the Padres smacked the Giants around all weekend. After a 7-1 loss this past Thursday, the Padres won the next three games, putting up a total of 20 runs against the Giants' 6. The Padres are still only 7-10, but they are in 3rd place, just ahead of the Giants, and slightly farther ahead of the Dodgers.

Of course, I am not a Baseball Expert, but there seems to be a narrative forming here. There is a Happening.


Despite the win/loss totals, the Giants are, at this point, the worst team in the NL West. They are the NL Worst for the simple reason that they lost three games in a row to the Padres, who many picked to be the actual Worst Team in The NL West. They have the same record at this point in the season that they did at this time last year. Oh, and last year they were worse than the Padres.


The Padres begin a 3-game home series against the Dodgers tonight. I don't think the Padres will sweep; if they win two games, it will be a miracle. Then again, maybe this San Diego team is a bit better than anyone thought.

Saturday, April 14, 2018

Desperate Times

By Neal Pollack




"It's fine," everyone said, "the bats just need to get going."

On Wednesday night, Alex Wood gave up seven runs to the lowly A's and then the bullpen gave up nine more. Then last night Kenta Maeda gave up five to the D'Backs and when the offense mounted a comeback the bullpen gave up three more. So, yes, the bats got us 13 runs in the last two games, but the pitching gave up 24 runs.

So could it be possible, just maybe, that the Dodgers are actually bad? That last season represented some sort of bizarre confluence of statistical events combined with injuries to other teams? That the Dodgers, far from awaiting their turn at the top this season actually peaked?

It's not only possible, but at this point, it's probable.

PLOT TWIST: The Dodgers are bad!


Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Don't Touch the Umpire, It'll Wake the Goldy Bear

by Jason Franz

Once upon a time, there was a widely held understanding that the moment a player physically contacts an umpire in some form of aggression towards the manager or another player, said player would get tossed faster than junk mail. Apparently, that unspoken rule exists no longer based on Yadier Molina’s outright molestation of ump Tim Timmons to get to Arizona Diamondbacks manager Torey Lovullo in the wrap-up game of the past weekend’s set in St. Louis. 


All accounts, including Lovullo himself, are that the D-Backs skipper let slip an inappropriate phrase or derogatory name during the exchange. Whatever it was, it lit off Molina to completely lose his shit and try to go all Road House on Lovullo while Lovullo was flashing peace signs and saying, “It’s all cool, man.”




Ultimately, both players received a one-game suspension. Lovullo took his medicine immediately, sitting out the middle game in San Francisco – the D-Backs lone loss of that series. Molina opted to initially protest and then accept the suspension, buying an extra game’s pay before taking a rest and re-peroxiding his doo. 

Whatever message is being sent throughout this entire affair ultimately doesn’t matter because whatever happened seems to have stirred Paul Goldschmidt from his early season slumber. Through that final game in the St. Louis ice box, Goldschmidt was hitting a nice round .100. Since that game, Goldy is 5 for 12 with a double, a triple and two homers. 

And Diamondbacksland is no longer singing “Where have you gone Joe Dimaggio?”.

BASEBRAWL: Padres - Rockies Edition



Before I discuss today's "fight" between the Padres and the Rockies, let us agree that among Team Sports Fights, baseball really ranks on the lower end of the scale. Football "fights", of course, are the worst because they are stupid and pathetic - guys wearing body armor and shoving each other. Yawn. (To be fair: sometimes they'll punch each other in the helmet, which is pretty funny.)

Basketball fights can occasionally be pretty exciting, especially when the coach gets involved:


Hockey fights? Well, we all know about those.


Now, I'll admit to some bias - I've been a rugby fan and player for several years now - but it's really hard to top rugby when it comes to full-team brawls. See, in baseball and hockey, there's usually someone who steps in to stop things when they get out of hand. Hockey's got some sort of code: the refs let the two players slug it out for a couple of minutes before diving in. In baseball, there are usually a few coaches and level-headed players who'll try to calm things down. But when you get 30 200 - 250 lb no-necks going at each other at once, well, would YOU try to play peacemaker?


Anyway, things got a bit chippy during today's Padres - Rockies game. LET'S GO TO THE TAPE.



"IT'S ON!!!!" Well, no. Arenado got a glove thrown at him, and then everyone formed a big tight circle and there was shoving and some guys "had to be held back", which, no, sorry. If you're going to hit a guy, you're going to hit him, and your teammates will respect that and let you do you. Amirite, Polish Rugby Guys?



Baseball fights, as we know, never occur in a vacuum. Last night, Padre Manny Margot was hit by a Rockies pitch, a ding in the ribs that has put him on the Disabled List; earlier in today's game, the Hunter Renfroe was hit by another Rockies pitch. Luis Perdono demanded satisfaction, and so the never-ending cycle of violence continued. A plague o' both their houses! The Padres eventually lost, 6-4. The two teams meet again on April 23. 

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Padres Pitcher Clayton Richard Hits A Massive Tater, May Yet Redeem Us All


There's a Wallace Stevens poem that freaked the shit out of me when I read it as a kid. It's called "The Emperor of Ice Cream", which sounds nice, right? Everybody loves ice cream! And there's an Ice Cream Emperor! He must be a jolly fellow indeed. I read it as a kid - I was 12, I think - because I was reading "Salem's Lot", Stephen King's vampire novel, and he quotes the poem in the book. It's not really about the benevolent ruler of frozen confections. Here's the whole thing:

Call the roller of big cigars,
The muscular one, and bid him whip
In kitchen cups concupiscent curds.
Let the wenches dawdle in such dress
As they are used to wear, and let the boys
Bring flowers in last month's newspapers.
Let be be finale of seem.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

Take from the dresser of deal,
Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet
On which she embroidered fantails once
And spread it so as to cover her face.
If her horny feet protrude, they come
To show how cold she is, and dumb.
Let the lamp affix its beam.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

"Let be be finale of seem / The only emperor is the emperor of ice cream". The double "be" isn't a typo. Freaky. Even at twelve I knew the poem wasn't about the Good Humour Man. It's about prepping a body for a funeral. It's about Death, how it comes for us, how we are all just meat in the end.

I was thinking about this poem while scrolling through Social Media today. Zuckerberg in Washington, desperately trying to retain his human form while speaking to the sub-creatures who imagine that they rule their fellow skin-puppets. Trump getting ready to bomb Syria and fire Mueller. The only emperor is the emperor of ice cream.

All of us, looking at social media.


But!

Yesterday Clayton Richard did this:



Yes, THAT Clayton Richard. His three-run homer was enough to keep the Padres on top, and they ended up beating the Rockies 7-6. Will they lose to the Rockies today? Probably. For this is the world that Wallace Stevens was trying to tell us about. The one that never, ever ends well, and when it does the best we can hope for is that there's some big mustachioed dude whipping up some tasty and comforting concupiscent curds for the rest of us, even if it's for all of the wrong reasons. Still, what's the point of baseball if not to provide us with fleeting moments of joy, even hope?

Stranger Seasons

By Neal Pollack

Let's review what's happened to the Dodgers so far this season:

--A mysterious intestinal ailment, probably bred in the clubhouse hot tubs, tore through the entire team during Spring Training, forcing two dozen Dodgers to go to the hospital 

--During the final Spring Training game against the Angels, the sewage system at Dodger Stadium exploded, forcing a river of shit-water onto the field and leading the team to evacuate the stands. 

--The Dodgers lost the first two games of the season, at home, to the Giants 1-0 on Joe Panik home runs, with the losses being incurred by Clayton Kershaw and Kenley Jansen, their two best pitchers. 

--They also lost two five-hour-plus games, which they led in the 15th and the 14th innings respectively, after the team ran out of pitchers and were forced to use a guy named Wilmer Font as their final bail-out. 




--In one of those games, Jansen gave up a game-tying three-run homer in the 9th inning to Chris Owings of the Diamondbacks after getting the first two batters out and having the third batter down to his final strike.

--They were rained out in San Francisco when the city enjoyed its rainiest April day since the 1850s.

--Cody Bellinger got food poisoning after eating a steak quesadilla from his San Francisco hotel room service, and Alex Wood also got food poisoning after eating some bad sushi. Apparently, Corey Seager ALSO had food poisoning.

--Somehow, they won an extra-inning game even though Kershaw gave up the tying run in the 8th.

All told, the team is a very poor 3-6. They have, let's just say it, the worst offense in the National League so far. The pitching has been pretty good except for Jansen, Hyun-Jin Ryu, and whoever's being forced to go in the 15th. They've committed five errors, but four of those were in one game. Let's just assume the team OPS isn't going to continue to be under .600, and that two weeks from now, we'll all be having a good laugh about this Bad Beginning.



Tonight, the Dodgers begin a dull two-game tango with the Oakland A's, the least appealing matchup in all of baseball except for maybe the White Sox-Rays game. It will all be dwarfed beneath the Yankees-Red Sox sun, as always.

When will Justin Turner rise from the crypt?


Come back soon, Ginger Jesus!

Monday, April 9, 2018

Uncertainty Is Still the Diamondbacks' Middle Name

by Jason Franz

Even the best start in ten years can’t seem to bring any more certainty to Team Uncertainty, AKA your Arizona Diamondbacks. The team is now 8-2 with the hottest pitching staff not named Shohei Ohtani and beginning to get some national love. Yet it’s hard to not get past the fact that they’re here with two of the top power hitting threats nursing upper body injuries and their perennial MVP candidate hitting a massive .118.

On top of all of this, they are doing it in such a workmanlike manner. Tonight’s 2-1 win over the San Fran Gnats was snooze worthy if not for Paul Goldschmidt surprising everyone with a triple into the nether regions of AT&T Park.

In fact, the only thing that’s been somewhat eye-opening – aside from all the winning – was the benches-clearing brawl in St. Louis on Sunday with Yadier Molina going all Macho Man Savage trying to rip out D-Backs’ Torey Lovullo’s larynx. But even that ended being a big yawn and shrug of the shoulders thanks to Lovullo’s gee-golly apology.

So where does that leave the fans of last year’s NL Wild Card champ? As of right now, it appears they’re either not trusting this team – yet – or they’re bored. Either way, they’re not on board the bandwagon right now. And the apathy is palpable.

At last week’s series sweep of the dreaded Dodgers, the home town attendance was virtually the same for a Tuesday night game against Clayton Kershaw (27,574) as it was for the Wednesday noon matinee (25,754). And at both games it was easily a 50/50 split of Dodger fans to D-Backs, only it seemed so much louder for the Dodgers because those fans are ungodly obnoxious.

Who’s to say if that will stay the same when the Snakes return to Phoenix’s biggest warehouse in the Warehouse District? If they keep winning series after series – and matching up against the lowly Giants and even lowlier Dodgers, they easily could – the Diamondbacks could return home to a livelier and more trusting home crowd. They could even have Steven Souza Jr. back just as Goldy’s bat starts really warming up.

Then again, Goldschmidt’s slump could linger, Souza could aggravate his strained pectoral and be down the entire season, Jake Lamb could be out for a long while with his bum shoulder and the pitching staff could simply tire of holding narrow victories, meaning this great start was for naught. But as long as AJ Pollock, David Perralta, Chris Owings and Ketel Marte keep showing up to play, and the starters can get to the 7th in clean shape, one gets the feeling things just might turn out pretty, pretty, pretty good. 

Two weeks ago, the only thing that seemed certain in the NL West coming into this season was the Dodgers’ impending dominance of everyone else.

I guess the Valley of the Sun will just have to accept every win as they come, because all signs seem to indicate this team ain’t slowing down any time soon.

Only Now Am I Able To Talk About The Padres' Really Stupid Loss On Saturday

by Jason Avant
SPOILER ALERT: This happened.


The Padres went to Houston this weekend. Houston, as you'll no doubt recall, won the World Series last year, beating (checks notes) the Los Angeles Dodgers. This did not bode well for the Padres, even after beating the Astros in the series opener on Friday. Saturday's game may have been some sort of historic moment for the Padres. Was it the stupidest loss in team history? Who can say? But watch what happened in the 10th inning. The score was 0 - 0; Houston's Alex Bregman stepped up to the plate and did the opposite of "hit one so hard it hasn't landed yet".



Yes, it did land, rather quickly, in the infield, between two infielders and a pitcher. Your San Diego Padres lost 2 of their 3 games in Houston, and are now 2-8. The season has taken a dark turn rather quickly. Where have you gone, Ed Spiezio? Padres Nation turns its lonely eyes to you.

Friday, April 6, 2018

Eight Things I Hate About The Dodgers

By Neal Pollack


The Dodgers were more or less the worst team in baseball over the first week of the season. Only the Padres and Rays have worse records going into tonight. But other than that, how'd you like the play, Mrs. Lincoln?



via GIPHY

So much has gone wrong in this first week. But anyone who's saying "there's no reason to panic" is either on the team's payroll or hoping to get there. In fact, there are many reasons to panic. Let me count the ways.

 1. Clayton Kershaw. The Greatest Pitcher Of All Time Who We Are Fortunate To Witness™ has now officially turned 30. Far be it from me to say he's "declining"--I turned 30 when Bill Clinton was President--but Kershaw has been giving up home runs to left-handers at an alarming rate. Still, even though he's 0-2 and sometimes during an inning he looks like a man with a hernia struggling to lift a refrigerator, he's only given up three runs all year. He's entering the "crafty left-hander" phase of his career and will probably lumber on for at least six more seasons, if not longer. Your average nursing-home patient gets more run support from a bedpan than Kershaw has from his NL Championship offense.

 2. Kenley Jansen. "It's only one game, who cares?" Jansen said after giving up a three-run homer to Chris Owings, blowing a three-run lead and sending the Dodgers to a disastrous 15-inning loss to the D'Bags. Well, I care, for one! If you are a closer, you have to close games. That was the kind of blown save the Dodgers haven't seen in many years. Jansen barely pitched at all during Spring Training and is clearly concerned about baseball's labor situation, causing him to lose velocity on his cutter and possibly his will to live. Without a reliable Jansen at the end of games, the Dodgers strike fear into the heart of no one.

3. Matt Kemp. It was a very funny joke when the Dodgers traded six cadavers and a wheelbarrow full of chaw to Atlanta so they could try to squeeze a little blood out of Matt Kemp's stone of a contract. We all figured he'd get shipped off to molder on some American League bench somewhere. Instead, he showed up at Spring Training in shape and then hit a few home runs off of Mariners minor-league pitchers. He somehow weaseled his way not only onto the Opening Day roster, but he's the starting left-fielder who also sometimes bats cleanup. And he's been dreadful, weak and lumbering in the field and incompetent at the plate. In a world where Christian Yelich is playing great for the Brewers and Giancarlo Stanton is hitting bombs in the Bronx, Kemp is providing "veteran presence" by teaching young players the proper way to strike out with runners in scoring position.

 4. Kiké Hernandez hitting cleanup. I will never stop saying this: Kiké Hernandez is not a cleanup hitter. He's a flashy utility player who fields many positions well, and seems like an absolutely great guy, but if you keep anchoring him in the middle of the lineup to "get him at-bats," your boat will sink.

5. Corey Seager. Seager had a lousy spring where he barely played shortstop, earning him the nickname "Mr. Should Be Ready By Opening Day." Clearly, he was not ready. Seager has been an easy out so far. Something is physically wrong with him. I don't know what. I'm not a doctor.
But without Justin Turner batting behind him in the lineup, Seager is not "playing the game the right way."

6. The Rest Of The Bullpen.  Whatever retooling happened in the 'pen on the cheap this year hasn't worked. At first, only Jansen was the problem, but in a 6-1 loss in Arizona, the rest of the pen showed its feet of clay. Bullpens are always a dice roll, but the "bridge" to an unreliable Jansen is about as stable as the bridge on the River Kwai.



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7. Logan Forsythe.  He hit a home run. That was fine. But there was also the game where Forsythe, Turner's "replacement" at third, made three errors. "You won't see that again this season," said the Dodgers announcers, and then two days later Forsythe made another error. He is playing poorly.


8. They Are Owned By A Hedge Fund. Last year, the Dodgers were praised for their "depth," which meant slotting in a bunch of utility guys at a variety of positions and hitting pay dirt when they had the seasons of their lives. That's a great strategy when it works. But having cheap interchangeable parts only seems like genius when those parts are producing. Last year's depth was greatly aided by an incredible season from Alex Wood, a record-breaking number of home runs by Cody Bellinger, and Yasiel Puig's invigorating bromance with hitting coach Turner Ward. But rather than take that lucky winning formula and push it over the top by adding a couple of genuine sluggers, the front office shed salary and decided to play extreme Moneyball with a franchise where it's not necessary.

The Dodgers could very likely come back to win the division. Every team has a couple of 2-5 stretches in them, every season. But I can't help feeling like we're being bilked, just a little. Four games out on April 6 is a nice little hole. Meanwhile, the owners just sit back in King's Landing, counting their money.


Wednesday, April 4, 2018

D-Backs Sweep Up the Dodgers' Mess

by Jason Franz

Sure it's way early, but...

The Arizona Diamondbacks are 5-1 even though Paul Goldschmidt is hitting .059.



We'll pick this back up next week in LA.