Good morning, McCoven!
Since it’s the weekend, and on the weekends I like to dig around a little bit in the past, I found something that will both make you sad but also make you hopeful.
Three years ago today, the Giants were unstoppable. They were on a seven-game winning streak and seemingly nothing could go wrong. And then, of course, everything did. Because like Icarus, they flew too close to the sun, melted the wax on their wings, tumbled out of the sky and fell into the sea where their hopes of ever playing in the playoffs again drowned.
That’s the part that should make you sad. But the hopeful part is that Johnny Cueto featured strongly in that early 2016 run, and even in his pain-filled starts last season showed the same kind of promise. And, quite frankly, I had almost forgotten he was on the team because in 2019 it’s hard to remember things that happened more than a week ago, let alone a year. But he factors into the bigger picture again soon enough. And baseball with Johnny Cueto is way better than baseball without Johnny Cueto, so that’s something to look forward to.