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Showing posts with label my cousin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label my cousin. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

Rox Recap 5/19/08 (Deja Vu All Over Again)

I came to a realization today about our boys after enjoying this rare 3 game winning streak they have so generously bestowed upon us. Their record as of today, May 20, stands at 18-27, hardly something to sneeze at (though my allergies have me doing quite the contrary.) 18-27 though. Sound familiar? Last year at this time, the Rox had the exact same 18-27 record as they had just lost the first game of a series in the desert with the D-Backs. Then Troy Tulowitzki, or so the story goes, erupted in the clubhouse after the game, screaming about how the team was too talented to be playing such shitty baseball. From that point on, well, you know the rest. The Rockies were the second best team in baseball the rest of the way going 72-46 and making their magical run to the World Series. I’m not saying history is going to repeat itself because we still have many glaring holes in our ballclub (starting pitching, second base, clutch hitting, upper management, manager, mascot, etc), but I still agree with Tulo circa 2007. This team is way too talented to be playing like they have been all year, and hopefully it’s only a matter of time before we begin another run…to at least mediocrity.

1) Clint Barmes: See Eric’s previous blog post.

2) The starting pitching has begun the slow turnaround as well, hopefully beginning a better trend than the Latin Invasion. Jorge (pronounced George like Jorge Piedra) de la Rosa threw 5.1 manageable innings yesterday, only allowing 2 earned runs and 4 hits. Though Jason "George Foreman" Grilli got the win, his first as a Rockie, our starting pitching has begun to pitch to their potential. From Four-Balldo to Francis, from Cookie to G-Rain (that’s Reynolds) we’ve gotten strong performances from everyone lately. It’s not their fault the offense hasn’t scored any runs or the bullpen hasn’t held their leads. If we continue on this path, everything else is going to fall into place.

3) You might not see a gutsier double play than the one turned by Omar Quintanilla last night in the 8th. With no outs and runners on first and second, Aaron Rowand, after making the worst decision of his professional career by leaving the Phillies to sign with the Giants, swung at the first pitch and grounded to Atkins at third. He winged it to Quintaniller at second who hung in hard with the runner bearing down on him and somehow got enough on the throw to double up Rowand. He was even hit on the knee in midair and still managed to complete the play. If he doesn’t cowboy up there, it’s first and third with one out and the Rockies are still in trouble. Instead they get out of the inning and eventually take the game 4-3 for their third straight win. Skip Hurdle recognized the play as a turning point and even though Omahhhh is 0 for his last 15, plays like that win ballgames and the Rockies haven’t done enough of the little things right to be successful this season.

On a sidenote, my cousin Justin Masterson pitches for the Red Sox today against the Kansas City Royals in Fenway. In his Major League debut against Los Los Angeles Angeles, he threw 6 innings only giving up 2 hits and 1 run while striking out 4. No pressure though, but all he has to do is follow Jon Lester’s no hitter from last night.

Go…Jets?

Friday, April 25, 2008

Oh yeah, I know someone in the Major Leagues

Congratulations are definitely in order for my cousin Justin Masterson after his scintillating Major League debut yesterday for the Boston Red Sox against the Los Angeles Angels of Anaheim not including Orange County but parts of Bakersfield. Making an emergency start since the flu bug (hopefully the plague) was barreling its way through the Red Sox clubhouse as a result of the Sox players’ constant make out parties, my cousin was called up from Double A Portland to see what he could do. One of the top prospects in the entire organization, my cousin straight up put the realness on the Angels. In 6 innings, he gave up only 2 hits, 1 run, and racked up 4 k’s while throwing 95 pitches, 58 for strikes. He made the Angels lineup, the second most powerful in the American League, look like they’d spent the whole night before drinking S’more Schnapps. He’s got a bit of an unorthodox delivery and it consistently kept the Angels off balance. His power sinking fastball was clocked anywhere from 90-94 with a darting slider and a whiffle ball changeup to go along with it. Though he was sent right back down to AA after the start, his performance showed it won’t be too much longer before he’s back for good to paraphrase the 90s smash hit by the English boy band Take That. On top of being probably one of the 3 nicest people on earth, my cousin is perfectly built to play baseball. At 6’6” and 250 lbs, he’s a force to be reckoned with on the mound. Here’s his profile in Milb.com: http://www.minorleaguebaseball.com/milb/stats/stats.jsp?n=Justin%20Masterson&pos=P&sid=milb&t=p_pbp&pid=475416. His nickname is Mr. Clean because of his pitching prowess and uncanny resemblance to the beefcake that takes all the grease and grime from your stovetops and linoleum floors. The only drawback to my cousin being a Major League pitching star will be that it makes me root for the Red Sox at least once every 5th day and poses the earth shattering question: Can I perform the unthinkable and actually buy a Masterson Red Sox jersey? Stay tuned as I will be wrestling my ethics for that answer for quite some time. Anyway, congratulations cousin, you made the Masterson family proud and put our name on the map before I had a chance to.