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The Dodgers went ahead and did the same kind of thing with Curtis Granderson this year. It’s no surprise that the only game the Dodgers lost to the Cubs in the NLCS was the one Granderson played in. I suppose every year we’ll have a player who gets the “Reddick treatment”. you know, a player who holds a spot in the lineup no matter how poorly he’s playing. Which brings me back to Mr. Reddick.
Good ol’ Joshy came to the Dodgers from the Oakland Athletics, as part of the Rich Hill trade. At the time, the Dodgers weren’t exactly in love with Yasiel Puig, and they plopped Reddick out in right field and batted him in the clean up spot. Aside from an occasional hit, which was enough to fool the Dodgers brass, he was anemic batting fourth. Here’s an article I wrote last season, pleading the Dodgers to drop Reddick down in the batting order. The man was costing the Dodgers nightly, and he sure as heck wasn’t fooling me.
I wasn’t the only one who noticed Reddick’s weaknesses in the game of baseball. All you needed was a ticket or a lucky TV that actually broadcast Dodgers games to see the truth with your very own Dodger blue tinted eyes. The man was a lineup liability, a baseball bust, a traded traitor to our team – and plenty of us saw right through the Reddick charade.
Of course Reddick heard boos from the stands at Chavez Ravine. What did he expect when he regularly failed at the basic task of rapping out a base hit? Did he expect kudos for making a ridiculous miss in the outfield long before Jason Werth made it fashionable? He thinks we booed him because he “didn’t fit in”. There is a bit of truth to that. Anybody who dons a stars and stripes speedo wouldn’t fit in to any gathering that I want to be a part of.
Suffice it to say, Dodger fans were glad to see Joshy run off to Houston. There he pulled off his old smoke and mirror tricks and convinced the Astros that he’s a bona fide, real deal, hitter.
Then the ALCS happened and Reddick slipped back into the sloth at the plate we in LA know him to be. He entered Game 7 with an ALCS record for batting failure of 0 for 21. The Astros batted him ninth (which is where he should have batted in LA). His slash line for the series (going into Game 7) was an abysmal .000/.045/.000/.045. Lots of folks say the Dodgers fan base isn’t very baseball savvy, but I’ll tell you this much, we sure know an automatic out when we see one.
After tonight’s Game 7, feeling all puffed up from everyone else – except him – beating the Yankees, he tossed these gems at the fans in Los Angeles…
Josh Reddick said he wanted to play the Dodgers in the World Series because of the way fans treated him in his two months there last season. pic.twitter.com/FplDH3odBm
— Pedro Moura (@pedromoura) October 22, 2017
“Personally, I wouldn’t rather do it against any other team. I wasn’t really a fan favorite there. I got booed a lot as a home player. I didn’t really fit in, it seems like they thought…Nothing against that team, that organization. But the fan base, I think it’d be more personal for me to win.” – Josh Reddick
The man wouldn’t have it any other way. I’ve got news for you, Whiffer (this is my new name for Reddick – Whiffer.) We LA fans love it as well. We’re very happy your dead zone bat is coming to town. We’ll lay out a blue carpet leading to your personal twilight zone – home plate.
Do you remember how it felt to strike out and hit weak grounders at Dodger Stadium? Those days are coming back again. I can’t wait to hear the familiar Reddick sounds of “Whiff!”, “Strike three!”, and “Reddick bounces into another double play.” Hooray for nostalgia!
The good news, Whiffer, is you won’t have to hear too many more boos from the Dodger faithful. After you catch some richly-deserved initial boos for your statements against the Dodgers faithful, you’ll be constantly serenaded through the rest of the series by Beethoven’s Fifth and plenty of cheers from the stands.
One more thing, Whiffer. Just between you and me – go ahead and leave those ridiculous, non-flag-respecting skivvies of yours back in Texas. They’ve had their last champagne shower.