04-08-2010, 06:23 PM
<!--quoteo-->QUOTE <!--quotec-->Teddy will save us.<!--QuoteEnd--><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Yeah, it's like trading for an All-Star.
<!--quoteo-->QUOTE <!--quotec-->I'm with Coach. I don't think it's very unreasonable to have high expectations for a guy who put up a 3.11 ERA as a 22 year old and a 2.75 ERA as a 23 year old.
Whatever the reason, whether it's the workload, injuries, his 5-cent head, or whatever else you want to say, I don't think you can deny that he's really nowhere near the same pitcher now that he was from '03-'05, and I doubt he ever will be again.<!--QuoteEnd--><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Do you ever wonder if Z and Prior were sharing the bottles of the clear and the cream?
Was it Roid Rage on the Gatorade Machine??
Yeah, it's like trading for an All-Star.
<!--quoteo-->QUOTE <!--quotec-->I'm with Coach. I don't think it's very unreasonable to have high expectations for a guy who put up a 3.11 ERA as a 22 year old and a 2.75 ERA as a 23 year old.
Whatever the reason, whether it's the workload, injuries, his 5-cent head, or whatever else you want to say, I don't think you can deny that he's really nowhere near the same pitcher now that he was from '03-'05, and I doubt he ever will be again.<!--QuoteEnd--><!--QuoteEEnd-->
Do you ever wonder if Z and Prior were sharing the bottles of the clear and the cream?
Was it Roid Rage on the Gatorade Machine??
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