It was bound to happen sooner or later: Mike Zunino had to be called up to the big leagues. The end result was imminent, yet the timing of that end result was a point of contention for pundits and fans alike. It was never about if, but always about when. That “when” hit today, as news broke this morning that the No. 3 overall pick in the 2012 Draft would be making his way to Seattle to take over as the team’s starting catcher (or at least part-time starting catcher, with a nod to Kelly Shoppach).
Almost immediately, opinions on the move flooded the internet. The prevailing sentiment, naturally, is that this promotion was more of a job-saving maneuver than anything else, a way for those on the hot seat — namely, general manager Jack Zduriencik and manager Eric Wedge — to try and salvage employment at season’s end.
People need to understand that there is not now, nor will there ever be, the existence of time travel. Think about it. If time travel existed, we’d already know. Someone from the future would have come to inform us. I’m sure of it.
Now I know we all cite Back to the Future as a guide of sorts for navigating the space-time continuum, but that’s a movie. It’s fiction. Sure, Doc Brown says you don’t go back in time and screw everything up by talking to your past self or blowing the secrets of time travel, but come on. Look at Marty McFly. The dude nearly had an aneurysm trying to play by the rules in 1955. And I consider him a unique human being. You really think your average time traveler would be able to go back and forth without effing everything up? No. No freakin’ way.
Personally, I’ve already made a pact with myself that if time travel does exist at any point in my lifetime, I’ll come back from the future at precisely fifteen seconds from now and let myself know. You’re probably wondering if I’m kidding. I am not. And guess what, I didn’t show up. So time travel doesn’t exist. At least not in my lifetime. Because if it did, I’d be talking to Future Me right now. Unless I die young. Like Tupac. In which case, I better start writing future-dated articles to be released posthumously. I want that weird, cryptic, he’s-still-alive-somewhere-I-just-know-it legacy. We should all want that. It freaks people out. And what better feeling is there than the one you get punking people from heaven? I imagine there’s nothing greater.
A day after getting blasted for seven runs in just 1 1/3 innings pitched, lefty Garrett Olson is likely on his way out of Seattle’s starting rotation. Olson’s impending departure creates yet another hole in the Mariners’ already-thin starting five, which is little more than a trio these days.
Beyond Felix Hernandez, Erik Bedard, and Jarrod Washburn, the M’s currently have no other starting pitchers on the active roster (assuming Olson’s starting days are behind us).
Prior to the All-Star break, the team demoted starters Brandon Morrow and Jason Vargas to Triple-A so they could continue throwing through the mini-vacation. While it appears likely that Vargas may return to the bigs in a short period of time, Morrow may be looking at more of an extended stay in Tacoma.
That limits the number of options available to fill the two vacant starting spots.
We’d like to see the team go old school and fill out a four-man staff the rest of the year (so as to maximize the effectiveness of the Big Three), but we know that probably won’t happen. So here’s a breakdown of the candidates for spots four and five in the soon-to-be-revamped quintet:
Your starting pitcher for tonight’s game against Colorado will be…Brandon Morrow?
Yep, forget about getting his feet wet at Triple-A. In place of the injured Erik Bedard, Morrow will be receiving his on-the-job training beginning today, at one of the worst pitcher’s parks in baseball. Good luck with that.
Let’s hope for five solid innings and a flash of potential. You may recall Morrow’s first start last September, when he nearly no-hit the Yankees at Safeco Field.
The game starts at 5:10 PM PDT this evening, and can be seen on Fox Sports Northwest.
Shortly after pitching phenom Stephen Strasburg was off the board with the first selection in the 2009 MLB draft, the Seattle Mariners made their highest draft pick since 1993, a year in which they selected a shortstop by the name of Alex Rodriguez with the No. 1 overall choice.
Following the Washington Nationals’ pick of Strasburg may have been like following the Cleveland Cavaliers 2003 NBA draft selection of Lebron James, but rest assured the Mariners did their best to come away with someone a little better than Darko Milicic.
On Monday we detailed Brandon Morrow’s recent struggles, which have only been magnified in recent days. In case you missed it, the Mariners lost an afternoon game with the Texas Rangers earlier today when Morrow entered in the ninth and promptly gave up three runs to blow a 2-0 lead. Last night, the team endured a similar result when Morrow gave up two runs in the eleventh inning to cost the team a 5-4 lead.
Back-to-back blown saves have fans wondering what’s wrong with their closer and what can be done to fix it.
It’s entirely possible that Morrow is still being nagged by a sore right arm that has plagued him in the past. That’s arguably the most likely of circumstances, as evidenced by his tendency to leave his pitches unfinished, resulting in fastballs left up in the zone.
Can we officially proclaim Brandon Morrow the Sam Bowie of the 2006 MLB Draft yet?
After Sunday’s “save” (which is a generous use of the term, considering Morrow nearly blew a three-run lead), Morrow has started to give me that stomach-churning feeling I used to get when Bobby Ayala or Jose Mesa entered games.