Oif kept saying that Alfonso Soriano goes from totally little league to about the best player in the majors - and there's no real rhyme or reason for when or why it happens.
He's right, and it makes me crazy.
I was thinking how sometimes during games, I wanna scream at Alfonso for being so lame in the field, or seeming to not be able to resist the outside slider in the dirt and striking out with the absolute worst kind of pose.
Then he hits a smash single and takes second insanely crazily blindly and draws the throw which goes over the second baseman's head, and as if on purpose, he takes third standing up.
Or he fishes a line drive out of the corner and whips a curving rope to Geo, nailing the runner.
Or he did what he did yesterday, which was hit the game winning homer.
Then you go, "I SWEAR I take EVERYTHING bad back I ever even thought about you."
You just cannot forget that Soriano is capable of anything at any time, but still...
It's only 10 games into the season and he's already hit 5 out, but I was FREAKING at the strikeouts yesterday.
I guess I hold him to a higher standard (which I should considering the salary).
Anyway, later I was reading the Trib, and new Cub Aaron Miles put the whole thought in it's simplest form: "(With Alfonso) the thunder is always there."
The thunder is always there.
Man, that's perfect.
I still bet that most of the year I'll be thinking, "Alfonso's DUE."
But the beginning of this season, he's ahead of that curve.
He's winning games by himself, and yesterday against the biggest of rivals.
Cubs 8, Cards 7.
It's a good time to go watch him at Wrigley, which I think I will.
KIDS!
Get in the car!
