Thursday, August 18, 2016

The Ultimate Weathervane - XXIX (Estimated)

Shank, who wasn't worried about David Price, then was worried about David Price, then wasn't worried about David Price, then was sorta, kinda worried about David Price, isn't currently worried about David Price:
This might sound strange coming from me, but I think folks around here have been too tough on David Price this season.

OK, let’s start with the acknowledgement that $217 million is a big bag of money and Price has not been the pitcher the Red Sox thought they were buying. He has not been Roger Clemens 1986, Pedro Martinez 1999-2000, or even Josh Beckett 2007.

He has not been the David Price of 2009-15. He has not been the 23-year-old flamethrower who came out of the bullpen to fan J.D. Drew with the bases loaded in Game 7 of the 2008 ALCS, effectively sending the Tampa Bay Rays to the World Series.

But Price has not been a meatball artist. He has not been an embarrassment. He has not been Matt Young, Jack Clark, or Carl Crawford.
Quit bullshitting us, Shank - we know you better than that! What former Red Sox player did you compare him to three months ago?
Not now. Price at this hour is in full Carl Crawford mode.
Tune in next week, when Shank switches back again like a bike rider going up L'Alpe d'Huez...

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