RON MALY HAS BEEN WATCHING THE PARADE GO BY FOR A LONG TIME. THIS IS ONE OF HIS WEBSITES.

Friday, May 1, 2015

Don't Believe the Headlines. Chicago Cubs Farmhand Javier Baez Is Not a Star. All He Has Proven Is That He Is Clueless At the Plate, and He Is a Strikeout Waiting To Happen. Until He Figures Things Out and Acquires Some Discipline In the Batters' Box, Baez Won't Be Playing In the Bigs

By RON MALY

I've been meaning to write this for quite some time. 

I was reminded of it when I saw a headline in today's paper. 

The headline said:

Young star
Baez
makes debut

What I'm getting at is that the paper horribly over-uses the word star when it's referring to athletes.

It happens far too often. 

Often enough that I'm starting to think people in the sports department at the paper are fans and cheerleaders more than what they're supposed to be--objective journalists.

Javier Baez

To some at the paper, any professional baseball player who comes through a farm system and hits a few home runs is a star, and any freshman football player at the collegiate level who made a high school all-state team is a star.

The paper uses the word star so often that the description of the real stars--and there aren't many real stars--is watered down because of the presence of so many phony stars.

Javier Baez, the Triple-A player referred to in the headline that was in the paper is no more a star in the Chicago Cubs' system than the batboy.

The only thing Baez has proven is that he can strike out a lot. 

Indeed, the guy is a strikeout waiting to happen every time he steps to the plate.

Hell, he struck out three times in six at-bats last night.

I watched him a lot on TV last season, and he embarrassed himself and his team game after game for Chicago.

If the Chicago Cubs thought anything of him, he'd be with them now, right along with stars-in-the-making Kris Bryant and Jorge Soler.

Frankly, I hope Baez somehow figures out the strike zone so he can someday play for Chicago.

Until that day comes,  the poor guy will never have a chance to become a major leaguer, much less a star.

Right now, he doesn't have a clue, and neither do the cheerleaders at the paper who, for some unknown reason, think highly of his abilities.