Pyle of List

I know what you’re probably thinking. You’re thinking that My Boy KERSHAW!1! is a bust, and that I should stop writing about him. Well, to you I say “suck it”.

Yes, his last outing was terrible. It was. 10 hits and 5 earned runs in only 3 innings of work does not taste pleasant no matter how much nacho cheese you squeeze onto it. And the two Lembecks doesn’t even cancel out the three walks.

But fear not, gentle readers, for I am not losing faith. In fact, in KERSHAW!1!’S sabbatical from the starting rotation I have grown even stronger in my belief that he is the next big thing. Why do I still believe? Simple:

1. Great stuff - The kid’s got a high 90s fastball and the junk to change it up (including the greatest curveball on Earth, Uncle Charlie).

2. Youth - Let us not forget that he was only drafted two years ago and still isn’t old enough to purchase alcohol in California. It’s understandable that he can’t dominate the team that went to the World Series last year quite yet.

3. Culture - I’m not talking about his Texas upbringing, I’m talking about the Dodgers’ culture with young talent. The Boys in Blue have a great reputation for grooming young talent through their system and putting them in the best position to succeed. So let’s stop with the Darren Dreifort references already.

4. Strikingly Good Looks - Hey, this is LA; can’t hurt, can it?

So buck up, everyone. My Boy KERSHAW!1! is gonna be just fine. So do like I did, and put down the razor. No one likes a cutter.