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Another tribute to Josh Hancock

Because I felt this is one of the best things I’ve read about that tragedy, I let the author (Mollie, formerly of Daddy Raised A Cardinals Fan) know how I felt about what she wrote, and she’s graciously allowed me to post it here on my humble blog. So without further delay by me, here’s Mollie’s thoughts on the weekend’s events:
I realize it has been awhile since I last wrote, but too much has happened in too little an amount of time to possibly narrow things down to a series of emails.

I suppose the matter at the forefront of Cardinal hearts and minds is the passing of Josh Hancock. Is there such thing as an appropriate response? Do the right words or actions actually exist? And what does one do when the greatest emotions felt are not sadness or remorse, but instead a sudden wash of an inexpicable void. A ******* hole where a right-handed warrior once so valiantly and selflessly stood.

Of course, much could be written about the power of signs and omens, beginning with LaRussa’s vehicular run-in with negligence behind the wheel, and ending with Josh over-sleeping several days ago and whose pre-game absence stirred the dark memories of the last time one of our pitchers failed to arrive at the clubhouse. An eerie parallel that sadly played itself out on Sunday morning.

There are plenty of ways to pay tribute to a life snuffed out far too soon. A body and soul full of life and talent with a bright future lit by hope and promise that will never get to realize that future.

We must also consider those left behind in the wake of tragedy. Josh was a building block in the structures of lives. He was a son, a brother, a friend, a neighbor and a teammate. The vacancy left by his death will undoubtedly be hard to fill, and the role he played as an individual will be impossible to replace, for we are all unique and the imprint we leave upon the world is singularly our own. There may be other men, other siblings, other sons, other relievers, other tenents… but there was only one Josh Hancock.

Those who need answers in order to make sense of the senseless will try to find ways to explain the workings of the cosmos, karma and God. Those who live lives with their vessels half full will certainly find a way to see the prism made from the cracks in the glass. And those with glasses half empty will die of thirst as they search for someone or something to blame.

But whatever road grief takes us upon, may we follow it diligently and stay its course. For every off ramp, may there be an on ramp to get us back on track. For every slow lane may there be a fast lane to get us on our way– and vice versa to help us enjoy the scenery. For every red light we must sit through, may there be a couple of green lights to keep our lives flowing. And though we all must occasionally hit the road going eighty with the top down and the wind in our hair in order embrace the freedom and excitement of the world, let there also occasionally be a cop car hiding in the brush to remind us of our limits. (To prove that I am fighting the urge to buy that last ticket to ****, I tell you now that this “on the road” theme has sprung a leak of a million crass jokes in light of our recent tragedy and that I am battling to keep them in the back of my throat as opposed to the tip of my tongue… Or worse, away from the tips of my fingers that are currently tapping away at this computer keyboard. Repeat after me: Clever and funny do not equal appropriate… Clever and funny do not equal appropriate… Oh, give me strength.)

Sadly, despite our heartache and loss, despite our need for answers and closure, despite the hole left in our family and our lineup, time will not wait, the world will keep on spinning and our season will march on with or without us. So let’s engage. Let’s honor Josh in whatever ways we know how. Let’s turn this season around and put some value into our loss.

The season is young, and so was Josh, for that matter. I, for one, will remember him as golden… as golden as those late fall afternoons that bask in the glow of World Series dreams in October. Kind of like the ones he dreamt with us last year.

–Mollie (colmocal@hotmail.com)

Mollie currently authors a Cardinals-centric email chain of banter that she’d be happy for you to join in on, if you so choose.


RIP, Josh

Josh Hancock was killed in a car accident early this morning in St. Louis.

Please pray for Josh and his family in this difficult time for them.

Tonight’s game against the Chicago Cubs has been postponed until a later date.

And at moments like this, baseball takes it’s true place of importance in the grand scheme of things. It’s just a game.

Go crazy, heaven…go crazy.

The Incline and Ascent of Jim Edmonds

Through the season to date, Jim Edmonds has acquired the following statistics:

G     AB     R     H     2B     3B     HR     RBI

79   267   42   70     14     0      15      56

TB     BB     SO     SB     CS     OBP     SLG     AVG     OPS

129    43     64      4       0     .359     .483     .262     .842

In the month of July, he has re-acquired his power swing (along with his strikeout swing), but his hitting stats have taken on Pujolsian proportions:

G     AB     R     H     2B     3B     HR     RBI

18    61   14    18     5       0       8       18

TB     BB     SO     SB     CS     OBP     SLG     AVG     OPS

47     11     17       1       0     .397     .770     .295     1.167

Projecting his current July pacing for the whole month would end up with the following:

G     AB     R     H     2B     3B     HR     RBI

26    88   22    26     7       0       12       26

TB     BB     SO     SB     CS     OBP     SLG     AVG     OPS

69     16     27       1       0     .400     .784     .295     1.184

If we assume that he can continue hitting in the old-time J-Ed style, and getting a few games off here and there down the stretch, his season numbers will look something like this…

G        AB     R       H      2B      3B      HR      RBI

142    477   96    133     32       0       40      119

TB      BB      SO       SB     CS     OBP     SLG     AVG     OPS

285     79     125       7       0     .378     .597     .279     .975

That would be a pretty good year, wouldn’t it? And would it make him re-signable for Walt? I gotta hope. I’m not sure what’s gotten into Jimmy lately (or I should say, I’m not sure where he’s been), but he provides the turbocharger to the Pujols-driven engine for the Redbird offense. He’s been making some darn fine plays on defense, too. The “in his prime” Jim Edmonds seems to be back. At age 36.

Welcome back, Jimmy!


A Jim Edmonds strikeout

is not a bad thing…unless it’s a K while looking at strike 3.

Anyway, while reading ‘Moneyball’ the last several days, the art of baseball analysis has become much clearer to me. I have an interesting analysis on OBP versus SLG, as it relates to Jimmy’s re-birth as a power hitter. My goal is to get that up and out sometime tomorrow.

Nice performance by Soup. Just when I give up on the guy, 2 very good games in a row. And they couldn’t come at a better time. Very good curve tonight. He needs that pitch to be successful, ’cause his fastball isn’t fooling anyone.

Regarding the potential D-Train trade…for what the cost might be…yikes. It might be a little jump-start the Redbirds could use, though. Willis is actually younger than Reyes…although according to the Pitching Abuse Points formula, his arm has taken a beating this year. Caveat emptor.

Weaving a mystery

Jeff Weaver is allegedly a Cardinal…along with cash, for a AA outfielder named Terry Evans.
Details are sketchy, but that’s what FSMW is reporting.

It’s a start. It’s something. Better than nothing. Hopefully.

Update, per Matt Leach…it’s official

Soup got spilled

As much as I like Jeff Suppan as a person, and will be forever grateful to him for his performance in the 2004 NLCS Game 7…I can’t take much more of his miserable soft-tossing this year.
He’s given up 4 runs in the bottom of the first as I’m writing this.

Soup, enough already. Walt Jocketty, don’t re-sign him at the end of the season. I can’t take it anymore.

What happened to the innings-eater? Who’ll be eating innings for him tonight? Hancock? Kinney?