thurdl sports

An open letter to Frank Robinson

I'm at a loss for words. Seriously. I simply can't explain what fit of dimentia caused you to keep trotting out relief pitchers with just one out remaining on the game. Considering only two at a time can warm up, I can't even imagine how little time some of them had. Yet you just kept trotting them out until the 5-0 lead we had, with just one out left, became a 5-5 tie, when Cordero coughed up a Grand Slam, thanks to no warm up time. And not expecting to go in. And the sheer bloody mindedness of you thinking we needed to put in our fourth pitcher of the inning.

The only conclusion I can come to is you wanted to lose. That this was an act of active sabotage against the team.

If so, as manager, you have something called a forfeit at your disposal. Next time you decide that you just couldn't handle us winning, use it, and it'll save us all a lot of time and frustration, pulling our hair out while watching you piss away a lead with the most bizarre bit of coaching ever.

posted by thurdl @ 1:03 AM