being julio heyward
(part six)
((ask and you shall receive))


i won't waste too much time on julio here today, because he collected all of one hit against the phillies in three games. that his one hit sent me and ken and the rest of the folks that had not given up on the braves tuesday night into a bloody frenzy is not to be discounted. i just hate that the momentum couldn't carry over into a series win or a better effort against halladay and/or moyer.

such is the life of a rookie i guess, even one that will one day be immortal.

i did come across this quip from a deadspin commenter and it made me laugh. i'll let it close chapter april of the julio heyward series and look forward to more irrational nonsense come may.

the commented upon post was comparing heyward to other african-american stars, hence the griffey jr. reference.

"Ken Griffey, Jr has the sweetest swing -- it looks effortless. Heyward's swing looks like a methed-up Hells Angel busting some heads in a bar fight. He didn't hit the home run, he bashed its little skull in."