Usually losing forty percent of something isn’t a big deal. Forty percent of a dollar? No problem. I can still buy that car I want. Forty percent of my blood? Easy, I’ll just sit down for a while. Forty percent of my face? Hey, we’re all probably better off! But over the last forty-eight hours the Red Sox lost forty percent of their starting rotation. Not permanently, we don’t think, like the face thing, but for at least 10 days and likely for longer. The quest for fun continues.
The Beacon’s own Marc Normandin touched on the DL’ing of Daisuke Matsuzka and John Lackey, what it means for them, and who their replacements will likely be. That’s your first stop. You can read it here.
Tim Britton of the Providence Journal takes a look at the Red Sox starting pitching depth. It’s a short article. As the great American Alf* used to say, I kill me. But seriously folks, the Sox rotational depth is getting somewhat of a short shrift in the media (the Globe’s Peter Abraham gives his thoughts on the topic) but really, how many teams have six let alone seven or eight serviceable starting pitchers? Not too many. If we’re being honest, most have fewer than five.
*OK, fine, he was from Melmac.
If you were watching the Sox game Monday thinking how it was a typical Daisuke start, it was in that the results were maddening, something we’re used to, and it was in that he may be injured, something else we’re used to. WEEI’s Alexi Speier takes a look what might have tipped the Sox off that there was a problem (it sure as heck wasn’t Matsuzaka telling anyone anything) and what the Sox plan to do about it (use Wakefield and Aceves to plug the holes).
Something that hasn’t been brought up so far in any article I can link to is that Matsuzaka and Lackey have combined for 59 runs, struck out 45 and walked 41 in 76.2 innings. It’s unlikely that Wakefield and Aceves will do much worse than that. I suppose one of them could swallow the ball with the bases loaded, triggering a race between the batter to run the bases and the pitcher to regurgitate the ball, but other than that, these moves are likely to be of the accidental improvement variety.
As the Sox have emptied the bullpen to fill the rotation, they’ve had to bring up some bullpen arms from Pawtucket to fill the holes left in the pen by the newly minted departing starters. Alex Speier explains why the Red Sox brought up Michael Bowden and not Felix Doubront.
In all the dithering over the Red Sox roster moves, you may have missed Vin Mazzaro‘s horrific evening of pitching infamy. Rest assured, SI.com’s Joe Posnanski didn’t. Mazzaro turned in a performance that was the pitching equivalent of submitting a used Kleenex for inclusion in an art exhibit at the Louvre. And yes, Posnanski’s article is much, much better than that last simile.
For you draftniks out there in internet land, BP’s Kevin Goldstein runs down the top 20 future Pittsburgh Pirate draft busts for in the up-coming MLB draft. Oh, the intrigue!
The baseball world lost a great one on Wednesday when Twins slugger Harmon Killebrew died. I myself met the man at a baseball card show decades ago. I had generally not had particularly good interactions with most of the former players who frequented the card circuit. Not bad interactions per se, just minimal ones. Slide item to Hall of Famer. Hall of Famer does not look at you, quickly scribbles signature-like-writing on card/ball/collectible item. You leave, Hall of Famer repeats. Mr. Killebrew was not that way. Despite being the 250th of 450 people to get his signature that day, he smiled, looked at me and asked me my name. That I remember. I must have been ten. He signed my card, a 1960 Topps, which I still have. Judging by some of the other stories about him (Hardball Talk’s Aaron Gleeman, Richard Goldstein of the New York Times, and Chris Jaffe at The Hardball Times remember the Hall of Famer) my meeting with Mr. Killebrew doesn’t sound out of the ordinary, but I still remember Harmon Killebrew, the nicest Hall of Famer ever to sign a ten year old’s card at the Holiday Inn in suburban Virginia.
Finally, if you’ve been glued to your TV waiting for the next episode of As The Posada Turns, you may be waiting a little while longer (go ahead and hold your breath though, it won’t be that long). But, if you missed the first episode, BP’s Jay Jaffe can catch you up on the Yankee
catcher DH’s wacky shenanigans. Oh, Jorge, what will you refuse to do next for $13 million?