Thursday, July 24, 2008
Holy Crap, It's Gavin Floyd
Watching Myers flounder through the early innings last night was painful, borderline excruciating. Pitch after pitch up and out of the strike zone. High precision, low accuracy and frustration through the roof.
He looked lost and completely out of control. It was obvious that whatever was wrong, he was not going to be able to fix. When Rich Dubee went to the mound in the first, and Comcast showed Myers' look on the mound, my only thought was, "Holy crap, it's Gavin Floyd."
Floyd was the original headcase who was never able to figure it out and crumbled under the pressure of consistent failure. (Until he moved on to Chicago...) Myers has been a headcase for a while, but had an external appearance of frustration and anger, not this "Oh shit what am I going to do now" look that he had last night.
Was the trip to the minors all a joke? Did he really figure anything out and change anything? I guess we won't be able to know anything for a few more starts, but last night's performance was not encouraging.
That being said, why the hell did Manuel pull Myers after the fifth inning. He faced four batters in the fourth and set the Mets down in order in the 5th. He had only thrown 95 pitches, was actually starting to thrown strikes, and was due up 3rd in the top of the 7th anyway, which would have been the perfect time to take him out. If Madson hadn't given up a three run bomb to Reyes I might no be questioning the move, but he did, so the question has to be asked.
Today's rubber match: Moyer v. Perez. First place is on the line in Queens...