I’m following Jair Jurrjens’ season in Atlanta with a good deal of fear and loathing. History tells us that trading promising young pitchers to the Braves can be a very bad idea. Think back to the 1987 season, when we let a young John Smoltz go for Doyle Alexander. Sure, Doyle finished strong and we won the AL East, but we all know how that story finished.
I’m not suggesting that Jair will be the next Smoltz. But a 4-2 start and 2.84 ERA is not too shabby. “Nothing rattles J.J.,” Braves manager Bobby Cox said. “For his first full year in the big leagues, he’s got great mound presence and carries himself extremely well, on and off the field.” Uh oh!
And for those keeping track, Renteria (whom we got in the Jurrjens deal), has not exactly been tearing it up in the D.
Damn you Atlanta Braves. And damn your stupid tomahawk chop. If only we could go back on this deal… like some kind of (edited comment) giver.
Eh…yousa point is well seen. Mesa hating crunchin. Dats da last ting mesa wantin. But, but Mesa doen nutten! My give up, my give up! Yousa tinkin yousa people gonna DIE? Dis way, hurry!
Monsters out der, leakin’ in here, all sinkin’ and no power. When is yousa thinkin’ wesa in trouble?!
There are 3 sayings my Gramps used to tell me that relate to this post.
1) If you trade to win now, you’d better win now. If you wait for the future, you’ll win in the future – and you can always look forward to it.
2) He who tries to undo history, is doomed to redo it and wish to undo it again.
And 3) whoever has Inge, laughs last.
My Gramps was kind of old and confused, though.