By now, I’m sure you have read or heard that Kolten Wong will be platooning at second base at the beginning of the season, which is only 6 days away. And I’m sure you have heard that he is unhappy about it, and spread the word by spouting off to Ben Fredrickson of the St. Louis Post-Dispatch about it in an interview. Kolten later “clarified” his statements, which only made things worse. If Kolten was unhappy about being part of a platoon, he should have complained to his manager about it rather than airing out his dirty laundry in a newspaper interview. Kolten may not have found himself as part of a platoon if his spring batting average had been greater than .170. Last year, his spring training batting average was .304. That looks like a slump to me.
There have been efforts made to make Kolten comfortable and give him confidence. When Kolten was made the starting second baseman in 2014, Mark Ellis was signed to provide guidance. In 2016, the Cards gave Kolten a five-year, $25.5 million dollar contract. I don’t know about you, but that would make me really comfortable and confident that the team I played for loved me. That would make me want to work hard and not rest on my laurels. Unfortunately, that large contract is the reason that Kolten will not be traded like so many people have been clamoring for. No team is going to pick up that large contract for a player that currently only hits .170. The only way Kolten gets traded at this point is if the Cardinals were willing to eat some of that contract.
So Kolten needs to put up, bat up, and shut up. He needs to make his bat do the talking and not his mouth. In the end, winning games is what it’s all about, not whether a player is happy or not. I’ve worked at jobs before that I’ve absolutely hated, but I’ve stayed with those and not complained because I needed that job. Kolten needs to do the same.
You may be wondering (or not) why I am posting in the middle of the afternoon instead of being at work. I took today off to attend the visitation for my ex-father -in-law, David Peery, Jr. My mother-in-law died last month and Dave died last week. People close to me, please stop dying. Thank you.
My ex-father-in-law was a great guy. He was like a second father to me. He loved to barbecue, garden and listen to Cardinals baseball on the radio. He enjoyed drinking beer as well, and he and I drank many a beer together. When his son left me for a guy just a month after I gave birth to our daughter, he and his wife took us in and let us stay with them for over a year until I had the money put together to move out to a place of our own. I will be forever grateful to them for that. They also watched my daughter while I worked for a few years after we moved out. I will miss him.
Dave was a big Cardinals fan. We used to discuss Cardinals baseball when I visited. When I and my daughter visited Dave during her brief detour into being a Cubs fan, I asked her why she had gone over to the Dark Side and he laughed uproariously. Dave told me once that he almost was a Cardinal. He had signed with the team (probably in 1957, after he graduated from high school) but made an unwise decision to play a game of pickup football the weekend before he was to report. He broke his ankle during the game and that was the end of his baseball career. Isn’t it amazing how much one bad decision can affect so many lives? If Dave had become a Cardinal, I would probably never have met his son, married him and had our daughter. I wish I could find out whether Dave actually signed with the Cardinals or if he was just pulling my leg. If anyone could come up with proof that he did sign with the Cardinals, I’d be eternally grateful.
Thanks as always for reading. See you next time!