Fuck Gregg. Fuck him. A lot. No coffee for him. Smitty, cut him off.
That may have been the worst weekend of relief pitching for a single individual in history. We could have won all three. Should have won two. Won one. And that was lucky. Easily could have lost them all thanks to our crack bullpen. Maybe "crack smoking" bullpen is more appropriate. Absolute garbage from both Gregg and Marmol.
Even as the team begins to hit a little better -- you can't win if you can't close.
What a frustrating team this is.
Props to Cap'n for a brilliant "King of the Castle" piece on the View.
More later. Or not.
JS
Monday, August 3, 2009
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Fucking Gregg needs the Bobby Whack-it treatment. Some fan needs to run out to the mound to ask him what the fuck he's doing.
DFA the POS.
He's throwing between 85-91 mph right down the middle of the plate. That isn't a good idea for a closer, or any pitcher. You can throw a dart into the bullpen and hit a better candidate to close other than Gregg. Gregg that gregging gregger.
This bullpen scares the Gregg out of me. Gregg and Marmol both.
Note to J A Salz..
Check your email, I think the stuff I send you usually ends up un a spam filter. Talk abount camp and pre camp stuff.
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