I didn’t pay any attention to the game yesterday, which apparently makes 26 of us. I have a better excuse: I’m on vacation for a couple of days in French Canada, but the Braves are in Wrigley Field, which you’d think would be a pretty good clue that there’s a baseball game going on. The Braves did that thing where they outhit the other team and yet get outscored by six runs, partly because both Mike Foltynewicz gave up another two home runs.
Speaking of that, I wrote this two weeks ago:
Homers are pretty much the story of his year. In his 12 starts, he has given up a homer in all but three; of the 46 runs he’s given up this year, 23 have come via home run. Basically, if he can tamp down on the taters, he’ll go a long way toward realizing his potential.
I think I got my math slightly wrong last time; the correct totals are now 59 and 26. He has still given up home runs in all but three of his starts, and now he’s up to 14. I meant it to sound optimistic last time, and it will sound pessimistic this time: if he can’t tamp down on the taters, he won’t realize his potential.
Freddie Freeman had two singles, one of the infield variety. Since going out with an injury on June 17, he’s hitting .222/.255/.378 with three extra-base hits in 47 plate appearances. Cross your fingers, hope for the best, and if he feels the slightest twinge of anything, yank him. His future is too important for this team to be willing to stretch him for the present, as bad as we are right now.