Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Gird Your Loins
Giving hope to the hopeless is risky business. Rest assured, they didn't get hopeless overnight. Many before attempted to bridge the gap, to put the fate of the franchise on their shoulders for the long drag towards the Promised Land.
When the hope grows so faint, the despair so deep that anything — literally anything — is enough to grab the hopes and dreams of a downtrodden fanbase. The knee-jerk reaction that Kyle Drabek was somehow traded straight-up for Roy Halladay makes an essential meaningless start against a woeful, cellar-dwelling opponent a quickie litmus test for the fate of the franchise.
Convenient and guarded as that statement may be, the emergence of Kyle Drabek means something to Jays fans whether we like it or not. The likelihood of him becoming a starter the quality of Brandon Morrow or Ricky Romero is even a long shot, let alone Roy Halladay. But guarded enthusiasm doesn't work for sports fans, especially in this moribund town.
Recent reviews of Drabek's development are more than a little encouraging, though a closer look at his double-A numbers reveal results not quite up to snuff with the likes of Brett Cecil. Can we draw many conclusions from this? No, I don't think so. But some might try to anyway.
Hopefully everyone can enjoy the first big league start of Kyle Drabek's career without attaching too much importance. God only knows the type of lineup card Clarence will fill out to support the young starter, though we can assume it won't be an airtight defensive ship.
One doesn't have to look much further than the home dugout to see what can happen to the best laid plans and the highest hopes for young starting pitching. Sometimes it doesn't come together as you'd like. I plan on enjoying the show and leaving it at that.
AP image courtesy of Daylife.
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