The tale of two Vermonts.
After the All-Star break it was time for a six game road trip. We started the trip by heading up to Vermont who is the first place team in our division. At the time of the All-Star break we were only two games behind Vermont for first place, and our division is the closest as far as wins and losses go.
Unfortunately we were swept in Vermont to start the second half which knocked us down a few pegs into last place. I pitched on the second game of the series against these Lake Monsters. I was not here to begin the season against Vermont and wasn’t sure exactly what to expect out of their hitters. Also, their bullpen is different than normal as we sit right next to them and when we go on the field we enter through the same right field gate. We aren’t quite close enough to hear them talking but we are close enough that if you talk loud enough they will hear you.
The actual field was nice. The locker room was not. It was about the size of the bus we rode in on except divided into halfs which meant you were rubbing elbows with the guy next to you when changing before the game. The locker room is behind the left field wall in a quasi football stadium. It was one of the worst locker rooms I have been in this year but we made it work.
My outing was alright statistics speaking but it didn’t feel good. There was a lot of weak contact that resulted in base hits. Which in the stat book go down as hits because it doesn’t say how just how many. At the end of the season nobody cares about how the hits happened just that they happened. The coaches can say they see that when you pitch and maybe it was just unlucky but the results stare you back in the face. The end result was coming out of a 2-1 game with a lead and leaving a runner on second with one out. My fellow mate got me of the jam but ended up losing it in the 9th… and so it goes.
Following the 7pm get away game in Vermont it was time to head down to Staten Island. The trip was about seven hours and we arrived at 6:30 am the next morning. It was a long trip for me because I did not pitch at all. We went from a lot of relievers here to no relievers here but still space out the outings. Instead of pitching every 2-3 days it is more like every 4-5.
We dropped the series 2-1 and heading on our merry way back home to play Vermont again. A positive from the trip was that a guy I played with in independent baseball was playing for the Staten Island Yankees. He was a fellow who did not pitch particularly well for Joliet and then was able to work his way into affiliated baseball after having injury trouble. He pitched the last two innings against us in the last game and got the save against my Spinners.
From there we heading backup to Lowell for another three game series against Vermont. At this point we were five games behind them and if we want to make a playoff push we need to take some Ws against them. I pitched the first game against them and did bad. I’ve been on quite a stretch of appearances giving up runs. These runs hurt me more than my high A runs because I should be able to get these guys out. It is not a good feeling giving up a run against anyone, especially when I have no clue what I am doing on the mound and no idea where the ball is going. The changes I’ve been making with the coach here has brought me more consistent action in the zone. However it can spiral out sometimes where I will revert to walk guys Mitchell. The consistent Mitchell isn’t throwing as hard which is leading to more hits and harder contact.
I need to find that middle ground of being under control but also throwing hard. I’m only here because I throw hard. I’ve already got the most walks and hits in the Red Sox system and if I’m going to do that might as well be doing it while throwing hard. They don’t pay me to throw slow.
With the conclusion of the season coming up in about two weeks I was informed that the Red Sox can either pay for my driving money and strand me in Lowell. The alternative is paying for my flight to Salem and then paying my own way home from there. I chose option B which puts me in Salem with my stuff, and then I can work my own way back from there. The team is not responsible that my stuff is in one place and that I am in another place. That is my responsibility for squandering an opportunity with a team where my stuff actually is.
At this point in the year I have around 3-5 outings left depending on how they go. I am a 26 year old guy hanging out in rookie ball giving up home runs to guys born in 1997. If this is my last go around with baseball then it will be a tough way to go out. It is better than the alternative of them cutting me loose during a season. That’s always embarrassing. The people who gave me a chance have been let down with my performance this season and overall it has been a let down for me too.
I picked a bad year to have my worst season ever mentally and physically. From a guy who couldn’t play catch in February to a guy who has struggled this season might seem like an upgrade. Whenever I feel like I take one step forward I am humbled and knocked back more steps. The cycle has been going on since day one of the season opening day in Salem. I think before the season is up I’ll talk with my pitching coach about the process going forward and see what insight he has. He has been around the block before and knows how baseball can be. The other chance I have is that the Red Sox have certainly stuck with people that may have been struggling worse than me and turned them back towards the light. If they think I am worthy then I’ll be able to focus up an potentially get the chance to keep playing.
The good news in all this is that over the next 3-5 outings I can find a way to throw up some 0s and maybe have fun here at the end. Go out on a high note.
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