Driving down to Tacoma yesterday afternoon for my weekly summer bowling league, I found myself flipping through the three local sports radio shows as the story was breaking: the Mariners called up Jesus Montero. We would go on to find out that J.A. Happ apparently still has options, and since he won’t be starting between now and the All Star Break, we used his option to get him off of our 25-man roster for a couple weeks. He’ll be eligible to return just as soon as we need him, which I would assume is somewhere around July 20th or 21st.
Surprisingly, with news of Montero’s return – and likely impending implementation over the weekend, as we face a run on lefty starters – the tenor of the discussion wasn’t, “Yawn, who cares?” I was catching a whiff of unbridled enthusiasm! For a player whose career Major League numbers with the Seattle Mariners look like this:
- .251/.291/.378/.669, 19 homers, 73 RBI across 680 plate appearances
That’s right around 1 full season’s worth of plate appearances, spread out over three mediocre years. Last year, he played in all of 6 games in the middle of endless controversy. Since he was traded for Michael Pineda, Montero has proven to be the following:
- A terrible defensive catcher
- Terrible at taking a walk or working a count
- Terrible at hitting right handed pitching
- A slow, lazy tub of goo who only in this past offseason managed to get his fitness to where it needs to be
- A steroids user
- Not a fan of ice cream sandwiches
- Terrible at hitting any type of breaking ball or offspeed pitch
- A symbol of all that has gone wrong in the Jack Zduriencik era
In short, Jesus Montero – the Seattle Mariner – has been a complete and utter disaster from the start. Why would ANYONE think even for a moment that his being called up is going to matter one iota?
- .332/.370/.529/.899, 15 homers, 68 RBI across 368 plate appearances
Those are his numbers this year while playing in Tacoma. By all accounts, he’s maintained the weight loss, he’s quicker and more athletic; hell, he’s even managed to somehow hit FIVE triples! He’s been mashing as a combo DH/1B this year, while at the same time nearly everyone on the Major League roster has struggled at hitting. Nelson Cruz started off insanely hot, but has cooled off in the last month-plus. Robinson Cano is going through his worst-ever season in the bigs. Mark Trumbo appears to be yet another bust. Weeks and Ruggiano are gone. I guess what I’m trying to say is: can you BLAME Mariners fans for thinking that Montero couldn’t POSSIBLY be worse than what we already have?
Yes. Yes, I can. Because, YOU FAT BLOATED IDIOT, how many times are we going to go through this? The solution to all of our problems doesn’t lie in the roster of the Tacoma Fucking Rainiers! Guys like Jesus Montero, and Carlos Peguero, and Alex Liddi, and Mike Wilson, and Wladimir Balentien, and James Jones, and Stefen Romero, and Abe Almonte, and Carlos Triunfel, and Matt Tuiasosopo, and Casper Wells, and Trayvon Robinson, and Eric Thames, and Adam Moore, and Matt Mangini will ALWAYS do well in Tacoma, because they’re as close as it comes to being bona fide Major League hitters without actually BEING Major League hitters. They do well down there, they get called up with all this fanfare – invariably because they’re filling a roster spot vacated by a do-nothing turd – and they promptly do their best impression of a do-nothing turd!
And, unlike most of those other guys – when they made their first appearances with the big league ballclub – we KNOW what Jesus Montero can do in the Majors; we’ve seen it firsthand! Doesn’t mean someone like Montero couldn’t make it as a bench player or a platoon guy on another team; shit, even Bryan LaHair was an All Star one year for the Cubs. But, it’s beyond idiotic to believe Montero is going to be that valuable player HERE. For the Seattle Mariners. Playing half their games in Safeco Field.
I know it’s fun to dream. I know it’s fun to look at Montero’s relatively skinny frame, point to how he was once a VERY highly rated prospect, and fantasize about how he may be one of the rare late bloomers who turns his career around without the all-important change of scenery. But, let’s get fucking real, huh? Could we just once not get suckered into a belief that Jesus Montero will be worth a damn? Can we PLEASE just live in the now???