Posted By Jeff Fletcher on April 23, 2011 10:22 am
I don’t root for the Giants. I root for myself.
For me, baseball is, primarily, the way I earn my living (as best as I can). The fact that I enjoy it is, frankly, secondary. The good part about that is that I get paid to watch baseball games. I also don’t have an emotional investment that makes me miserable when my team loses. On the down side, I don’t get the highs either. I will never experience what you Giants fans did last year when your team won the World Series.
And, sometimes, there are situations like the one I’ve found myself in with Madison Bumgarner.
I just finished a 2,000-word story on Bumgarner for the June issue of Giants magazine. I did a lot of work on it, talking to some folks from Bumgarner’s early years back in North Carolina, and I think it’s a pretty good story. I believe it’s supposed to be the cover story.
However, young Mr. Bumgarner is now 0-3 with a 7.79 ERA after Friday night’s game.
This being a magazine sold and overseen by the Giants, they rightly want the team shown in a positive light. They might not want to focus on guy who has been a disappointment. If Bumgarner keeps going badly for another three or four weeks, I wouldn’t be surprised if the Giants kill the story. If that happens, I’ll only get paid 25 percent of what I was supposed to get for the story, which is not a trivial financial hit to a freelance writer like me.
It’s still only four starts for Bumgarner, and he’ll probably have four more before a decision needs to be made on the June issue, so there is plenty of time for him to turn it around. I’m not that worried. Yet.
That said, please pitch better, Madison. My kids gotta eat.