I really didn’t want to write this post. I didn’t want to backtrack on my support of Starlin Castro, so I brushed aside the idea that he was heading toward a cliff offensively. Then I watched helplessly as he pulled a Wile E. Coyote and sprinted straight out into midair, defying gravity just long enough to hold up a sign that read “Help!”
I know what many of you are thinking: “You’re crazy. The guy’s batting .296, so how could there possibly be any problems?” Well, you can’t see the hole in the ozone layer either, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist.