Neil Walker Rightfully Murdered Our Bucs Last Night
When you trade a star player away (a hometown born star player to boot) for a pitcher who doesn't survive on your squad for even a season only to trade said pitcher back to his old team in what ultimately ended up being nothing more than a round-about way to dump salary then you deserve two homers hit against your sorry ass. I hope that Neil Walker was picturing Neil Huntington's face on both those two Jimmy-Jacks he hit over our brand new digital scoreboard that his previous Pirates paychecks probably went to getting built. He sure ran around the bases like he was playing Super Mario Run on that thing.
I was bummed when we made the trade, now I'm even more bummed considering what the Bucs brass haven't done to keep cultivating a playoff-caliber team. Put that Debbie Downer in tandem with how this young season has been going so far; Marte's suspension, Cutch not being Cutch, Kang turning 100% heel, Taillon's unexpected health scare (I'm sure I'm missing something, but who's counting at this point?) - it's hard to get excited for a team when you know the people pulling the franchise strings don't look to have the clubhouse or the fans' best interest in mind. I was a Neil Walker guy more than I was a Pirates guy last night, and that's saying something.
I bet you Jonathan Niese wasn't watching Game 7 of the Pens/Sens from the JFK tarmac last night.
Despite all this...