A funny and incredibly Giantsy thing happened to the San Francisco Giants this year. After signing Austin Jackson to a two-year deal in the offseason, the team’s new center fielder struggled, struggled, and struggled some more.
The Giants traded him in a salary dump, where he was subsequently waived, picked up by the New York Mets, and magically morphed into Mike Trout.
It was funny, albeit a bit morose. Ha ha, look at the Giants, we all laughed nervously. But then a peculiar thing happened, after a few weeks of Jackson’s Troutian ways - he returned to being a not very good baseball player, forcing us to reconcile some of our everything the Giants touch turns to barf narratives.