It was a class move by Snoop Manuel to not let Jesus Feliciano make his major league debut on Tuesday … and take the spotlight away from that guy named Strasburg.
It was an interesting night to say the least for the young rookies of the N.L. East, with Stephen Strasburg’s incredible debut, Mike Stanton’s solid debut for Florida (there always has to be a guy named Mike Stanton in baseball to torture me, doesn’t there?), Jason Heyward being Jason Heyward, and Ike Davis’ walk-off bomb in the 11th (and I mean bomb… he hit the Pepsi Porch so hard it served Coke) to put a cherry on top of Mike Pelfrey’s masterpiece (hey it wasn’t 14K’s in seven innings, but who are you to quibble with Pelfrey this season?)
Watching Strasburg with one eye to the side tonight gave me chills … and not those good kind of “I’m watching history” chills. More like those “we’re going to have to deal with this four times a year for 20 years” chills. Sidney Crosby gives me those kind of chills whenever he plays. And even the great Crosby went pointless in his debut. So it was pretty gosh darn frightening watching this Strasburg kid and his curveball. But then Davis went yard and it was like morphine kicking in. I feel much better, thanks. Aaaaaah.
I’m almost scared to be in the ballpark the first time Strasburg faces Davis. It might cause a rip in the space/time continuum and suck me into a world where Joe Orsulak is the cleanup hitter. I’ll need plenty of tin foil for my head for that so I can counteract the effects.
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