I was all set to run a post on the Giants’ run of good health this year. It hasn’t been a spotless record — Correia’s oblique, Rowand’s broken ribs (but no DL time), Vizquel’s knee and the lost years for Frandsen and Lowry all shook things up a bit — but there were no devastating injuries.
I’m talking about the grand scheme of things, and I don’t mean to be callous — I wouldn’t want to tell Kevin Frandsen that his Achilles’ blowout wasn’t devastating. But imagine one of the young starting pitchers or Brian Wilson going down for the count. Or Molina not in the lineup nearly every day.
Of course, just as I was about to post this, Emmanuel Burriss strained his oblique, and Fred Lewis decided (or the team decided for him) to get his bunion funyun’ed. Burriss should be OK in a month and get some time playing winter ball.
Lewis is another thing entirely. The team says he should be good to go by spring training. But read this and tell me you’re convinced he’ll be the same old FreddieLoo! post-op. If a big part of a guy’s game is speed, and he’s having a chunk of bone and soft tissue removed from the joint of his big toe right where he pushes off, and it’s happening just as he’s hitting his peak years as an athlete, then uh-oh.
I love Freddie and hope he recovers. He’s traveled a long road to get here, with a nasty bunion on his foot, no less. Let’s hope this setback doesn’t close his window of opportunity, which is narrow for any professional athlete but more so for a guy who isn’t blue-chip. (Grant does a great job here to break down Fred’s statistical strengths and weaknesses.)
This Lewisian uncertainty means the Giants would not only be hesitant to trade Randy Winn this winter — as Baggs notes this morning — they’d be irresponsible to do so. That might be a bit strong, but if Winn is gone, Lewis is ineffective and Schierholtz flops, what’s the backup plan? Brian Horwitz? Eugenio Velez? With Lewis’s foot, Rowand’s recklessness, and Schierholtz’s left-handedness, Winn could be the busiest and most valuable fourth outfielder in the game. The arguments for keeping him are starting to tilt the scales for me, too.
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SMALL PRINT UPDATE: Better late than never, I’ve added Extra Baggs and the Chron’s more intermittent Splash Blog to the blog roll at right. Mea culpa. I’m also now listening to Yo La Tengo’s I Can Hear the Heart Beating as One, which despite my nearly two decades of Tengophilia, I somehow missed for years. I recently found it in Mrs. Malo’s collection, hidden deep inside a Case Logic. And woo, what I’ve been missing. It doesn’t have a killer single, but it’s got the same sweetness and exuberance among the walls of noise that make May I Sing With Me an all-time fave. (Best noise-pop single ever: How about “Detouring America With Horns”?) What can I say: I’m a sucker for the husband guitarist/wife drummer vocal combos.
Bonus: How Yo La Tengo got its name.
Thanks for linking to the Yo La Tengo spot... my Nana was a huge Mets fan. Well, she was normal sized, but really liked the Mets.
I think the 6 month figure (6 weeks to 6 months in the linked article) is why they are doing it now - even if it takes the full 6 months, it'll still be spring training.
It's the potential one year to complete recovery that is most worrying, but even so, I'm optimistic. Especially so since they (Freddy and the team) shouldn't feel rushed to get him back on the field - he can do a rational recovery program instead of one based on desperation to get him in the lineup. Of course, if the recovery stalls, the desperation may set in...