The Brewers traded Jim Edmonds to the Reds for Chris Dickerson, which is overall a good trade, although everyone is sad to see him go.
Edmonds was such a beast for the Cardinals for so long, and then ended up right away with the hated Cubs, that he could have built-in story lines with any new National League team he joined. That he signed on with the Brewers, and now was traded to the Reds — he’s been wherever the action is in the NL Central for nearly a decade. We’ll miss the “Jimmy Baseball can’t run the bases because of his bum foot, so he only hits pinch-hit homers” meme.
The Brewers are still besieged by injuries, including Ryan Braun, Corey Hart and Carlos Gomez. The idea behind the trade is that next year Dickerson will replace Jody Gerut — who hardly showed up after being traded for Tony Gwynn, and has been injured all year.
Monday night, our Major League ready shortstop of the future, Alcides Escobar had to start in right field. Back-up catcher George Kottaras was the only healthy player on the bench and Randy Wolf was told to be ready to play outfield in an emergency.
This situation reminds of a tirade my high school track teacher, Mr. Mank, went on my freshman year. His team had won the state championship the year before, and the school had torn down the track to make room for a parking lot.
“We won the state championship and they tore down my track. They tore down my track! I don’t even want to know what they’ll do if we win it again — probably tear off my arms and legs! Hear this: listen to your coaches. It doesn’t matter if you’re a weight guy, or a distance guy — I don’t care. ’cause you might be running in the parkway, or on the highway, for all I know. They could have you swinging from a tree or throwing rocks like a goddamn ape! ’CAUSE WE DON’T HAVE A POT TO PISS IN!!!”
Our team won the state championship, again. If that doesn’t get you fired up, let’s have one last listen to Edmonds’ batter-up music. We went to the Brewers game on Sunday to say goodbye to Danager, a colleague for the last three years and the chap who brought me to Opening Day this year, who left for law school on Monday. At that first home game, we were being lulled by the beautiful open-roof weather. Sitting in the sun for the first time in at least six months was getting dozy around the seventh inning. Then Edmonds came up to bat, and life flushed back into the park. Total bro moment.