I think this is the best description of Johnny Damon I’ve seen anywhere. The great Joe Posnanski wrote it over a year ago:
Johnny has the unique talent of being able to look like the very worst
player who ever played Major League baseball — I mean a guy who looks
like he will NEVER get another hit, not ever — and also the unique
talent of getting so hot that you wonder if he will ever, ever, ever
make another out. I don’t believe I have ever seen anyone hotter in my
life than Damon from July 13 to August 10, 2000.
stretch, Johnny hit .492 with 61 hits in 28 games. It was almost
impossible to believe. In 12 of those 28 games, he got three hits or
more. He would bloop one over the third baseman’s head, then dunk a
looper in front of the centerfield, then rocket a double down the first
base line, then lay down a perfect bunt, then hit a chopper for an
infield hit … it was ludicrous, really.
That season, Damon
ended up hitting .327. On May 25th, he was hitting .243. I don’t think
he’s quite as make or break now as he used to be … but he’s still fun
to watch. Except when he’s throwing.
I believe it was after the first week of the season when my friend, Daniel, a slightly less optimistic Yanks fan than me, declared Johnny Damon finished. Indeed, I agreed. The guy looked lost at the plate, slow, aging, a shell of his former self. I wondered, watching his ugly at bats, how this guy ever did it.
And now this. Suddenly, Johnny Damon is contending for the batting title. Was there any doubt in anyone’s mind that he would deliver his 6th hit and win the game yesterday? Not in mine. And now April seems so far away. Let’s sign Damon for another four years!