GrizBiz
Well-known member
Warning: Mariner fan rant in session.
Why in the hell do I continue to get fooled by that rock-head Gil Meche? I know exactly what he is - the Ryan Leaf of major league pitchers. Million dollar arm, ten cent head.
I know this and yet I continue to periodically get drawn into a "oh my God, he's finally putting it together" mindset. Every time he strings together five of six dominant starts in a row, I start to believe again only to have my hopes crushed like a bobcat skull in a grizzly's mouth.
This year, I really fought it. I was one of the last holdouts on the blogs and message boards - a lonely voice of reason cautioning that we had seen this act before. That Gil would soon revert to form. But start after start, he was brilliant and my protests became weaker and weaker. Then came the Yankee game and even I started to believe.
Don't trade Gil, we all reasoned. Sign him to a fat extension right now, some people said. Don't let this dude get to free agency. Don't let the Yankees get their hands on the golden boy. We were all fools.
Now Gil is in free fall again - with an era headed toward 5 with a bullet. He has no control of his pitches and seems to have no idea where the ball is going to wind up when he releases it. Fuck. Any hopes that the Mariners had of making the post season were riding on Meche's right arm, or maybe I should say his frontal lobe. Fucking idiot.
And I'm not the only one either.
Jeff, from LookoutLanding:
Jbob from SportSpot sums it up nicely:
Why in the hell do I continue to get fooled by that rock-head Gil Meche? I know exactly what he is - the Ryan Leaf of major league pitchers. Million dollar arm, ten cent head.
I know this and yet I continue to periodically get drawn into a "oh my God, he's finally putting it together" mindset. Every time he strings together five of six dominant starts in a row, I start to believe again only to have my hopes crushed like a bobcat skull in a grizzly's mouth.
This year, I really fought it. I was one of the last holdouts on the blogs and message boards - a lonely voice of reason cautioning that we had seen this act before. That Gil would soon revert to form. But start after start, he was brilliant and my protests became weaker and weaker. Then came the Yankee game and even I started to believe.
Don't trade Gil, we all reasoned. Sign him to a fat extension right now, some people said. Don't let this dude get to free agency. Don't let the Yankees get their hands on the golden boy. We were all fools.
Now Gil is in free fall again - with an era headed toward 5 with a bullet. He has no control of his pitches and seems to have no idea where the ball is going to wind up when he releases it. Fuck. Any hopes that the Mariners had of making the post season were riding on Meche's right arm, or maybe I should say his frontal lobe. Fucking idiot.
And I'm not the only one either.
Jeff, from LookoutLanding:
Jbob from SportSpot sums it up nicely:
