For now, the line ends at Michael Tucker, who is the latest mole in Jim Bowden's subversive quest to field a 30-man roster while no one is looking.
I would try to spend my usual 4,000 words detailing why this signing is on first blush rather foolish. But sometimes nothing beats a good visual, especially when it's a dramatic recreation:
Back to reality, St. Barry really elucidates what Bodes saw in Tucker:
Buy low, baby. (Sell . . . I don't know . . . when you waive him.)
Fret not, though: Tucker's contract is non-guranteed. That way, if Brandon Watson hits .320 in 50 spring at-bats, he can spirit a regular role away from Ryan Church, all for the low, low price of nothing to Tucker. But if Tucker hits .300 in 30 spring at-bats and really impresses the team with his veteranness and versatility and lefthanded essence, then at least we know he'll make the team over a fourth or fifth outfielder who can actually steal bases or play centerfield.
C'mon, it's a mystery. It'll be fun!
Capitol Punishment noted and expounded greatly on another signing today. Righty reliever Luis "Take These Broken Wings and Learn to Hold Again, Learn to Pitch Pain-Free" Ayala re-upped for two years and $2.2 million. This is good, although Chris provides a thorough recounting of the inherent reservations:
I've had a long look at Ayala's workload in the hopper since about July. And I'm going to spring it on you, just when you're not looking . . .
But not tonight.