Saturday, July 02, 2005

What's Up With The Crazy Cubans?

We all knew heading into the season that the White Sox' new Cuban additions into the starting rotation were possibly the season's biggest wildcards. How would they pitch?

Great. For awhile, and hopefully more in the future, the near future.

As of now, El Duque is ailing again and MIA. OK. If that means he's healthy for the second half of the season, it's all good. Right? And the Brandon McCarthy experiment is actually fun to watch anyway.

Meanwhile, Jose Contreras has had some simply awful starts of late. Awful. Seven walks and three wild pitches against the A's last night. Just ugly. He pitched like he worried Fidel had a team of spies hiding in the stands. Worried.

Hey, at least he's here and has, at times, been dominant. For awhile he was possible All-Star game material. He was that good. For awhile. And it wasn't that long ago. Dude just looks like a pitcher. Now he needs to pitch like one. Again. He needs to pitch with more confidence. He needs to mow hitters down and stop dancing around them. Maybe if he envisioed Fidel at the plate that might tick him off. It might help. Something was working before. It needs to work again.

And I'll tell you why.

Because we all know that a scene of two Cuban dudes smoking wine-drenched victorious World Series cigars would be a great shot.

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