As a kid, I absolutely loved and looked forward to the All Star game. Grew up without money or cable, this along with the Saturday game of the week were the only chance I got to actually watch the best players, all at the same time!
I’m a bit nostalgic for those days this year with my fancy MLB Package from TMobile and access to crazy fun tools as a Razzball guy. The wonder and awe of the game is gone, and I’m kinda looking forward to watching Secret Invasion or like five Office episodes on that night.
I thank whoever is reading this for coming in during the break in the schedule. May your corner infield decisions be soundly guided by yours truly and your teams not have drafted Bobby Witt in the first round. Or maybe you got him later as will be addressed.
In honor of the All Star Festivities here are the slightly past mid season all stars and awards. And to pump myself up for the last 2 and 1/2 months, will pay homage to some of my favorite adrenaline classics.
Just remember, we’re halfway there. Hopefully, your teams aren’t living on a prayer.
Cherry Pies: First ranked in the player rater are two future Hall of Fame guys, Freddie Freeman and Jose Ramirez. These guys for sure Warrant their lofty draft status. They are a cool drink of water that taste so good makes a grown man cry. I ain’t got money ain’t got no gas but these guys get the titles cuz they swing so fast. Of course, after I write this Ramirez drops to three in the position but you get the point?
Please don’t read this as me saying Ramirez has been worth a top five pick. He hasn’t. Freeman and Matt Olson both have been worth significantly more. I didn’t want Ramirez for that reason, the upside and lineup aren’t there for me. For the position, he’s been the top guy until a recent hot streak from Josh Jung.
Thunderstruck: We went to Texas, yeah Texas and we had some Jung. But Spencer Steer had me shaking at the knees. Both corners eligible and on the hottest lineup not named Atlanta. So come again please and keep it up in the second half, k? Oh, by the way, this is intended to be like a waiver wire award.
Sad But True: Anthony Rizzo being in the top six was my dream. I wanted to make it real. And for a while, it was. But then, regression hit like the pain you can’t feel. We were doing so good in May! Zero HR SINCE and below a .200 average. My bad. My bias is that I love Rizzo like a son. Now I have to pay the price because nothing’s fair.
Love in an Elevator: betting on these dice I’m tossin, let’s have a fantasy. Manny Machado all season has been going doooooown and 20th rated third baseman. In the position, we were all thinking he’s top 20 overall right? Well instead of saying “see you later” I would love to see a little more. For example, his last 30 days are in line with what we expected. He’s fine, just fine.
side note: I was a fairly sheltered kid, and honestly thought this song was about riding elevators. And in a mall I sang “going down” on an elevator with a bunch of girls and the looks……traumatic.
Kickstart My Heart: while I don’t always have the cops coming after me on a custom bike going 103, one player is toolsy and starting to settle in. Bobby Witt Jr. has the OPB to .372 the past month. That’ll play and shows a huge adjustment is being made. I know I had trouble in my eyes about this guy, but I’m just looking for a a good time. It was never the player, but the price. And a little about the plate approach. But he’s real, and good, and could carry second halves for ya.
Paradise City: really hoping Pete Alonso can please take us home, yeah? I know it’s a gamble when it’s just a game, but we’re treating Pete like a capital crime. He’s fine. His Babip is low. It won’t be all season and he’ll get back to .250 with 50 HR. Your grass will be green and girls will be pretty. What a dumb lyric, though, right? Who plans their vacation to paradise based on how green the grass is? Oh, you, Ned Flanders?
I’m fully aware there are other more modern pump-up songs, and feel free to share in the comments!
