Late Nite Ballplayer Twitter


I don’t follow too many ballplayers on Twitter because most ballplayer Twitter accounts are uninteresting. But I follow a couple and, occasionally, some are retweeted into my timeline. Occasionally, late in the night, some of them will tweet funny and/or interesting things about that night’s game. Two made me chuckle in the wee hours this morning:


I feel like maybe we’re in some fleeting sweet spot where ballplayers, so thoroughly conditioned to say nothing interesting to beat reporters in the clubhouse, will still show a little personality on social media. That door will likely close soon too as agents and team PR officials take greater control over that aspect of the game. Or when some ballplayer says something that crosses a line and gets himself released or something.

Also: we’re really not making a big enough deal about the fact that Jeremy Guthrie calls himself “JGuts.”

Until then, viva ballplayers with personalities.

Let’s end spring training now, you guys

Getty Images

There’s a saying that goes “nothing good ever happens after 2AM.” It can also be said that nothing good ever happens after, say, week 5 or 6 of spring training.

Today, for instance, are a lot of inconsequential games. Those are neutral. Then there are a rash of these sorts of incidents which just went down today, all of which are bad:

Archer seems to be OK for now. Moncada walked off his thing and went back into the game. We’re still waiting to hear on Bumgarner and Ichiro. If there is anything serious with them we’ll update as we learn things.

But really, guys: Spring Training is too long. Even in a year like this one, when it’s a tad shorter than usual because of an early start to the regular season. Everyone who was gonna get their timing down well enough to make a big league roster has already done so. If someone isn’t healthy and in playing shape now, they’re not gonna be six days from now for Opening Day. The cake, as they say, is baked.

All that can happen is possessed-by-the-devil baseballs attacking unsuspecting players and injuring them in meaningless exhibitions. Let’s cease all baseball now until the regular season starts. Out of an abundance of caution.