The Hobbled

It’s painful watching Jim Mecir. Painful, because the amount of pain and suffering the man has put his body through just the get to the point to throw the next pitch.

When the next pitch results in a ground ball slowly rolling on the right side of the infield…it’s heart wrenching watching the legs of Jim Mecir move his upper body around.

Imagining the sound of Mecir’s knees grinding out one more rotation to get over to first is just unbearable.

Teams are beginning to lay down bunts, not to sacrifice, but in an effort to get infield singles. The jerks are making Jim move around in an effort to injure him. Not in an effort to force him make a play on a ball in front of the mound, but in a direct effort to hope Mecir will wind up injuring himself.

You don’t see teams trying to drop bunts on David Wells, Livan Hernandez or C.C. Sabbathia. So, why pick on Mecir?

Because teams can get away with it.

Mecir is essentially a one-inning pitcher and nobody thinks there will be any retribution for their actions.

The A’s aren’t a brawly bunch. They rarely get into nailing the other team on principle. Though, they should. Especially, when Ted Lilly and Mike Neu are on the mound. Get the kids some hair on their chests.