“Rut” is a splendid noun. I am not speaking of the close encounters of the deer coitus kind, but the classic rut where one is stuck in a negative pattern of behaviors. If one were to be judgemental, one would ascribe rut to the situation of Mr. Cody Bellinger. I found a quote from Old Cody regarding his struggles in hitting the baseball, wherein he said he didn’t need to fix his swing.
These are the things you say and do in a rut. Again, not that kind of rut. I may be Welsh, but we’re talking about baseball here. Don’t be craven. Bellinger could do any number of things to fix his swing. He could shorten his swing, add three toe taps, choke up halfway up the bat. He could also drink the venom of a cobra on the dawning of a Super Moon at the home plate in Dodgers Stadium. He could hit Mickey Morandini with a car. Regardless, he is staying the same and it is not working.
Please, blog, may I have some more?