An ugly trade averted

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Jayson Stark writes about a four-way trade involving Milton Bradley and a bunch of other bad contracts that could have happened but didn’t:

According to sources familiar with that discussion, Bradley would have wound up in Tampa Bay for Pat Burrell.
Burrell would have landed temporarily in Chicago, until the Cubs could
have found a place to spin him. The Mets also would have sent Luis Castillo to the Cubs. And Gary Matthews Jr. would have ended up with the Mets,
who then most likely would have filled their second-base opening by
signing Orlando Hudson.

Blech. I haven’t seen that much crap moved around since Mad Max walked into Bartertown.

Aaron Judge set a new postseason strikeout record

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For a few days, it looked like Aaron Judge was finally hitting his stride in the postseason. He was still striking out at a regular clip, piling more and more strikeouts atop the 16 he racked up in the Division Series, but he was mashing, too. He engineered a three-run homer during Game 3 of the Championship Series, followed by another blast and game-tying double in Game 4. His one-out double helped pad a five-run lead in Game 5, while his 425-footer off of Brad Peacock barely made a dent during a 7-1 loss in Game 6. And then Lance McCullers‘ curveball found and fooled him, as it did five of the 14 batters it met in Game 7:

The strikeout was Judge’s first of the evening and 27th since the start of the playoffs. No other major league batter has racked up that many strikeouts in a single postseason, though Alfonso Soriano’s 26-strikeout record in 2003 comes the closest. Within that record, Judge also collected three golden sombreros (four strikeouts in a single game), narrowly avoiding the dreaded platinum sombrero (five strikeouts in a single game).

It’s an unfortunate footnote to a spectacular year for the rookie outfielder, who decimated the competition with 52 home runs and 8.2 fWAR during the regular season and was a pivotal part of the Yankees’ playoff run. Thankfully, the image of McCullers’ curveball darting just under Judge’s bat won’t be the image that sticks with us for years to come. Instead, it’ll look something like this: