Thursday, February 12, 2015

25 Brewers in 25 Days - 2014 Recap - Centerfield

If you don't love Carlos Gomez, then shame on you. Well actually probably shame on God or the mystery of the human body because you were born without a heart. What's not to love? The only knock on him used to be that he didn't hit for average, batting in the .230-.240 range. But now that he has put up two almost mirror seasons (compare 2013 to 2014) an made back to back All-Star teams, there's really nothing you can hate about him. you may have a few minor gripes with his seemingly reckless abandon on the base paths which leads to him getting thrown out at 3rd when he could have easily scored from 2nd on a single. Or you may not like the way he swings so hard that he loses his helmet and looks like the Tasmanian Devil. Some people might have an issue with his "showboating" while hitting homeruns, flipping the bat or staring at it for a moment. You might not like him because he gets into fights because he doesn't know when to back down in the moment. You might have a problem with him being aggressive. You might say that he goes balls to the walls (literally) in the outfield which has caused him to have injuries (like when he broke his collarbone or injured his shoulder while crashing into the wall). But I promise you that those are all minor gripes. Because anyone who has watched Gomez play since he came to Milwaukee in 2006 can tell you that if you don't allow him to do those things, you don't let him be Carlos Gomez. And trust me, you want him to be Carlos Gomez.

Ever since Ron Roenicke took the handcuffs off him, he has evolved into one of the best outfielders, if not one of the best players in all of baeball. There aren't too many people are going to bat .285, hit 25 homeruns, 85 RBIs, steal 40 bases and play gold glove calibur defense. He's amazing in every aspect of the game. On top of that, he's a joy to follow on social media (even when he tweets in Spanish, I still smile even though I have no idea what he's talking about). I neve see him without a smile on his face and he's been great to the fans at every event and interaction that I've been witness to. Basically he's someone that you want on your team. I just hope that he doesn't play himself off of this team. If he puts up another year like he did in 2013 and 2014, he's going to skyrocket in price. Right now he won't be a free agent until the 2017 season and he makes a very team friendly $8 million per year. 

With his talent and numbers that he's putting up, he could easily make $18 - $22 million in today's baseball economy. This is way more than the small market Brewers could afford especially because they are paying Ryan Braun the same amount of money. This team couldn't afford 2 superstars, so one of them would have to go. If I had my pick, I would take Gomez over Braun, but unfortunately it doesn't work that way. But this is a recap of his 2014 season, not a look ahead to his future. He still has 2 more years under contract, so we'll worry about that when it gets to that point. But it is going to happen. He will someday play for another team, although I wish he would spend the rest of his career with the Milwaukee Brewers.


I wish I could spend the rest of my life playing with Sage. And by playing with her, obviously I mean running my hands up and down her naked body and caressing every inch of her stunning figure. If she wants to play other things, I'm game as well. We can play hide and go seek, we could play Hungry Hungry Hippos, we could play go fish, but of course I'd rather play Naked Twister (right hand left breast! Left hand my cock!) or any one of those role playing games (if you know what I mean). You know it really doesn't matter. We don't even have to play anything. All I want is just to be in her presence even if she doesn't acknowledge me or look in my general direction. But if I had it my way, we would play house. I'd be the husband and she'd play my wife. 

I would come home from a long day at the office and she'd be waiting for me with some macaroni and cheese, toasted white bread and not wearing a shirt. And I'd eat my macaroni and toasted white bread and she'd just sit there all topless and tell me about what she did while I was away. And she'd go on and on about how much she missed me and how she can't wait for me to finish my macaroni so that we can go snuggle on the couch and watch Full House. And of course she'd still be topless all the time so that when she gets cold, I could pull her close to me and let our bodies warm each other up. And then she'd ask me if I wanted to make love to her or if I wanted nachos. And then she would giggle as I tried to choose between two of my favorite things. And then she'd give me a big hug and say to me Scotty, you don't have to choose. You can make love to me while eating nachos. And then I would look deep into her eyes and I 'd say Sage, I know it sounds a little silly, but I seriously am the luckiest man alive. You are perfect in every single way and I wouldn't ever do anything to you that you wouldn't want me to. I worship the ground you walk on and I can't imagine life without you. I would do anything for you, so if you want me to make love to you and eat these nachos at the same time, I will happily fulfill that and every one of your desires, no matter how weird they are. Man I play a messed up game of house...


Now that we're on the topic of playing, you should check out my 8th video. It covers Centerfield for the 2014 Milwaukee Brewers (basically Carlos Gomez), recorded at Indian Creek Park in Fox Point, WI:



I was helping my Dad out with painting the basement at my Grandpa's house in Fox Point, so I decided to stop by the park that we used to walk to when we were kids. It had been a real long time since I have been here, but nothing has changed. Believe it or not, in this case it was a good thing. It really took me back to a time when my Grandma and Grandpa (and Timmy) were still alive and all we did was have fun without feeling any sadness. 

Carlos Gomez #27 - .264 AVG, 23 HRs, 72 RBIs, 35 stolen bases, another Gold Glove and truly deserving of the love from every man, woman, child and beast that just always wanted to go fast.

.284 batting AVG, 23 HRs, 73 RBIs, 34 stolen bases, no gold glove, another All-Star appearance and best friend to every man, woman, child and beast that is in need of a best friend.

I think Carlos Gomez and I could be best friends as long as he stays off my motherfucking Kool-Aid. Damn it Carlos! You already have a beautiful wife! Leave my Sage alone! But I love everything about him and I just have a feeling that we would laugh, have fun and just enjoy each other's company. Of course that's not our relationship at the moment. Right now he's playing baseball on the field and I'm watching him from the left field bleachers, from the club level or on TV. I'm still waiting for the beautiful moment in time when our paths cross and I look Gomez in the eyes and he looks right back into mine and he says to me, Iceman (or Hombre de Hielo cuz he's some kind of Spanish) - where have you been all my life? And I'll be like, Gomez don't be weird. I've been here the whole time. 

But now that you've finally noticed, we can be best friends forever. And since we're such best friends I know that you'll never try to steal my girl. And I know he won't mind that I get all intimate with Sage when he's in the room. He knows never too interrupt something as beautiful as true love and to never mess with a good thing. Of course I respect Gomez enough as a person and as a friend to not like, start fingering her front of him or anything. Come on, I got more class than that. I'll wait until he's left the room, or until he's sleeping. Bong... nooch. But all of this is just a make believe fantasy World in my head. In this World that I've drunkenly crafted, Carlos Gomez is my best friend and Sage is the woman by my side. I'm going to use every "blowing out the candles" birthday wish, every wish upon a star, every coin tossed in the wishing well and every time I get on my knees and pray to a higher power that this dream will someday come true. Because that's the World I want to live in. That my friends, would truly be living the dream. 

 - pookon -

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