Wait. . . .
You know, the gahdammned local sports radio station is wishing people a Merry Strasmas.
Okay, he's on his way to Cooperstown. Without throwing a pitch in the big leagues.
Man, do I feel sorry for the guy.
I think he'll do damned well, and I'm hoping to see him pitch a lotta games. I had two suite tickets pressed on me yesterday, but I declined. Once I committed to skipping the event, dammit I committed!
Good luck, bub.
The thing that has made me happiest lately is this from his college coach, Tony Gwynn (as reported by Kilgore in Nationals Journal):
The thing his eye-popping stuff conceals, Gwynn said, is his artistry as a pitcher. Strasburg can throw 100, but he understands his craft like a junkballer. "He loves the art of pitching," Gwynn said.Should serve the kid well.
Gahdspeed. . . .