A mangy patch of hair covered the face of Josh Ravin when he entered the Dodgers clubhouse on Monday afternoon. “My prison beard,” he called it, a fittingly fuzzy accompaniment to a season spent in a penitentiary built by an illness, a car crash and a drug suspension. The forces forged a fury inside Ravin that he converted into fuel on the mound.
“I want to destroy everyone who steps in the box,” Ravin said. “Because I have no other way to take out my anger and frustration.”
Ravin spent a decade toiling in the minors before he debuted with the Dodgers last season.