Twinkle Twinkle Little Starlin

If you read my post from Tuesday, then you’re aware that I had some bubbly thoughts to share on our shiny new shortstop. I’m writing about young Starlin exclusively today, and I’m doing it for 3 reasons.

  1. To clarify exactly how I feel about him (the nature of Tuesday’s post didn’t allow for that much.)
  2. Because merely mentioning the name “Starlin Castro” garners this site a whole lot of hits.
  3. Because I wanted to get in on the punny headline fun.

Yesterday, I was feeling pretty OK about these things that I had written for today. Then I read this piece over at the Cubs blog “And Counting.” Adam says pretty much everything I wanted to say (plus a few things I didn’t think of but wish I had) and he says it ten times better than I ever could. It’s the best view of Starlin I’ve seen in print. You should read it. Like, NOW.

Anyway, here are my own thoughts, unpolished and unremarkable though they may be. It seems to me that there are two extreme views on the youngster. One, that he is destined to fail, purely because all top prospects produced by the Cubs lately have. Two, that he is an angel from Heaven sent to deliver us into the promised land. These opinions are equally silly and unfair. Let’s be sensible. Let’s quiet down the hype.

I don’t think that Starlin is going to fall flat on his face. Neither do I think he is the Messiah. I think he is a very promising young player. I think he has been blessed with tremendous talent and that his potential is exciting. I think it’s OK to be excited about him (I sure am.) I don’t think that Starlin is a “sure thing,” because I don’t think that anybody is. It’s baseball, and in the words of Yogi Berra, “In baseball you don’t know nothin’.” Anything could happen, and with the Cubs, it usually does.

The volume of Castro-related hype (both positive and negative) that has been generated in such a short period of time is alarming. The fact that he was booed in his Wrigley Field debut turns my stomach. All I wish is that people would be quiet for awhile… be neither to easy nor too hard on him. Just let him be. What’s wrong with just sitting back and watching him? Feverish speculations aren’t going to get us anywhere.

SO. Here is what I intend to do: I am going to keep watching intently. If Starlin has more days like the first one, I am going to enjoy them for all they’re worth. If he struggles (and he likely will) I am going to be patient. We are talking about a young man who cannot legally purchase alcohol, enter a casino, or rent a car. Let’s back off a little and let him play baseball.

One last thing. I hesitate to even address this because it seems so stupid and irrelevant to me. But it seems that some folks were a might upset to learn that Starlin has been staying with Alfonso Soriano. No one thinks, “Oh, how nice of Sori to open his home to a young teammate!” Instead they leap to the conclusion that being under the same roof as our left-fielder will somehow taint the rookie. I think this is ridiculous. If some sort of issue were to arise from this situation (and I seriously doubt it will) then we can address it. As of now, there is no issue. Just let it be.

“Let it be.” That might just be the theme of this whole post…

And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light, that shines on me,
shine until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.


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