Dead Fish

(Music Puns are over. Could not think of one for this post for the life of me. I'll bring 'em back someday.)

The Marlins are NOT, I repeat, NOT the worst team in baseball. But dammit...they're awfully close.

Look, stripping the team of any of its big stars didn't help, but...there is just no momentum. There's SPARKS...but nothing's really standing out. At all. The pitching staff is...damn near horrid, with only a promising converted starter named Jarlin Garcia showing promise. The lineup is just as depressing, with a lot of sub-.250 averages, a ton of strikeouts, and only Starlin Castro doing any sufficient positive work at the plate. Lewis Brinson, the guy they were gonna build the team around, is hitting below the Mendoza line.

And the worst part is that there's not really a solution. Justin Bour and JT Realmuto, the two guys that stayed around from last year's great lineup, are doing well enough...but they're not really holding up the roster like they were supposed to in Stanton and Ozuna's absence. A lot of the better pitchers, like Dan Straily and Wei-Yin Chen, are still injured, as is Martin Prado.

This is, as expected, a team in disarray. So much disarray that I'm not sure if they'll be able to even hold a candle to the rest of the division for the rest of the season.

Coming Tomorrow- Something happier. Actually...no, not really, it's someone from the White Sox.