AVOID ETERNAL SUFFERING; DON'T
TRADE ANYONE
June 9, 2021
Fools blindly following their
so-called god have spent thousands of years blasphemously labeling our sweet
lord Satan as a liar, but the splitted tongue of deception lives is in June
baseball. It is the Snake of June that tempts starving baseball front offices
with the sweet fruits of success. Take the apple, and perhaps its sugars will
extend your pathetic existence into October, perhaps it will poison you with a
great shame your descendants must wear for generations to come, and perhaps your
cowardice inspires you to deliver a fruit basket to the market in the futile
hope that thou shall receive a Top 100 prospect in return.
Such is the
tale of the 2021 Chicago Cubs. With Kris Bryant, Javier Baez, and Anthony Rizzo
all set to control their own destines in Free Agency at the end of the season
and Willson Contreras bearing but one more year of servitude shackled upon him,
the frame of time in which Jed Hoyer must determine the fate of this year's
ballclub is soon to die. While the offseason surrender of Yu Darvish signaled
that the price of victory at all costs is too high for Tom Ricketts, Cubs
hitters — specifically, the four men whose contracts soon expire — have lead the
team directly into a pennant race in a beautiful sure spite for the team's
pitching void. The Cubs cannot win without the complete quartet of doom; to
surrender any one of them to opposition forces would be to surrender the entire
season.
The Cubs must buy dominant hurlers of flame with the limited
souls they hold as currency, and they will try, but lone attempt on the market
is insufficient. Hoyer must drop to his knees like the rodent he is and beg
Ricketts to commit to the future by chastising his lust for coin in return for
the souls of the North Side's soon-to-be wanderers. Kris Bryant should not be
written off as asleep until the winter if the price is high enough; likewise,
Anthony Rizzo cannot continue to be written off as an eternal slave to wind and
ivy. Baez and Contreras are in theory the most likely to sign an extension while
the season is still in progress, but their souls also raise the greatest queries
about the future. If the Cubs are to ever be blessed by our lord Satan, Hoyer
and Ricketts must squirm in discomfort and make the fateful decisions they so
fear.
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