Well; this is obviously frustrating on many levels. It’s hard to put into words the emotions and mental state that something like this can leave you in. Nor do I want to really.
I just know I have given 100% and have done everything that’s been asked of me and at the end of the day that’s all I can do. But somethings just can’t be explained. For a lack of a better term; “shit just happens sometimes”
In the same breathe; I also know I am one of the best pitchers on this planet. And I will get back to that and even better. There has never been a backup plan. It’s always been baseball. And it will remain that way.
God hasn’t dealt me anything I can’t handle. God saves his toughest battles for his strongest soldiers. God; and his son Jesus Christ have my back and at the end of the day that’s all I need.
I also want to say thank you to everyone who has shown their concern and has reached out. It really means more than you know. Truly a blessing to have the support.
Miss being with the guys everyday. Miss all of it. And I will get back to it.
- #35
Do you feel those nerves? Yup.
Don't distract yourself. Do the opposite—burn that feeling into your brain—because this is exactly why we watch the 9th inning of February Spring Training games. This is sacred. It's why we squint at pitch shapes for the dozens of non roster-invitees. It's why we check box scores and highlights of A-ball games. Years and years of doing this.
So when that first pitch is thrown, look at those clean batters box lines. Hear that crowd. Look at Busch's little hip queue thing just before the first pitch is thrown.
Every single do-or-die elimination game is sacred. These are the lasting memories. Good, bad, whatever—it's these games that you'll talk about in the year 2035.
"Hey, remember that feeling?"
(Let's win a baseball game)