Milton Bradley a hot property

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Yeah, I did a double take too, but check out what FOX’s Ken Rosenthal is reporting:

Multiple teams are in contact the Cubs about outfielder Milton Bradley, with one source saying, “You would be shocked at the level of interest.”  The Cubs remain confident that they can trade Bradley without assuming the vast majority of the $21 million remaining on his contract over the next two years.

I guess this all turns on the definition of “vast majority.”  Is that 60%? 75%?  There’s probably no way you take Bradley if you have to pay him $10-$12 million, but if you’re a team that could use a DH, would you go for $6 million? $7 million?  That’s a closer call, especially considering that it buys you two years of what could very well be above-average production.  At that amount, most teams could simply cut Bradley and eat the money without too much heartburn if he acts like a knucklehead.  And it may be just on the good side of the Cubs’ “vast majority” line.

My friend Rob Neyer is fond of saying that teams don’t trade players. They trade contracts.  A contract at $3-$4m a year for a decent bat is worth trading for, even if that contract and bat are attached to Milton Bradley.

The Angels were the first team to use up all of their mound visits

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Last night’s Angels-Astros game was a long affair with a bunch of homers and the use of 11 pitchers in all. The Angels used six pitchers and all of that business led to plenty of conferences. Six, in fact, which is their allotment under the new rule capping mound visits. As far as I can tell, that makes the Angels the first team to use up all of their mound visits since the advent of the rule.

Sadly, they did not try to go for a seventh, thereby testing the currently unknown limits of the rule. Umpires have been instructed to not allow additional mound visits, but they cannot issue balls or tackle anyone or anything to enforce it. Presumably, if Maldonado had walked out to talk to Cam Bedrosian about the weather or where he was going to dinner after the game, the home plate umpire would’ve simply done the old Robin Williams English policeman’s bit of yelling “Stop! . . . or I shall yell ‘Stop!’ again!” Maybe a fine would issue later, but we’ll never know.

At least until someone breaks the limit. And we know someone will, right? We should have a betting pool on who does it.