In a blurry baseball universe, one thing that’s clear about 2020 is the numbers will look funky.
I will miss the number 30, especially.
We had some good times.
And sometimes we’d double up 30/30 . . . those were the days . . .
I suppose we could rally around 30 Runs or RBI?
Nah that’s ridiculous, and only Kyle Lewis or apex Giancarlo could hit 30 home runs in 60 games, so we should probably say our goodbyes to those curvy round benchmarks. Funky numbers only from here on out! 11? Come on down! 17? Wow that’s a lot of whatevers in 2020!!
As part of this ongoing effort to make my funk the P funk, I’m building rookie leaderboards with concrete Miss Cleo numbers. Projections, if you’re nasty.
Here’s a funky song to play while you imagine the future.
Please, blog, may I have some more?