Prince: Bust. Judge. Dread.
Prince Fielder’s paltry postseason offensive production in relation to his massive contract might serve as the death knell to teams committing substantial dollars over substantial time for one-dimensional power hitters.
Let these numbers fester in your head for a while: Fielder’s career postseason batting average is .199 and he has a 17-game streak without driving in a run. He’s impatiently giving away at-bats, too often swinging at the first pitch rather than grinding through the count.
In Game 5 Thursday night, he had one hit in his first four at-bats but left a runner stranded at third in the seventh inning when the Tigers trailed, 4-3 — the eventual final score. The Comerica Park crowd voiced its displeasure, booing Fielder on a number of occasions.
“People who can’t do it always have a solution,” Fielder said regarding the criticism. “I’m just trying to hit the ball hard, man. That’s all I’m trying to do. If anybody has any magic words, please tell me. I’m just trying to hit the ball hard.”
...It’s important remembering that these athletes aren’t robots. The massive dollars earned don’t insulate them from such basic human reactions like fear, anxiety or uncertainty.
But there are no excuses. He’s paid to produce. And fair or not, the person paying $150 for a playoff ticket or cobbling together $150 to pay his monthly bills doesn’t want to hear about millionaires struggling.
They have every reason to boo Fielder. And he must stand there and take it.
Posted: October 18, 2013 at 03:38 AM | 37 comment(s)
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