When you spend most of your time watching a baseball team whose entire offensive philosophy seems to be centered on frustration of an opposing team and fanbase, it’s probably fair that there will be stretches that make you have to experience that, too. It’s only fair, and this is where the Guardians offense has been seemingly for the first two months of the year.
We could get mad, grumpy, or depressed about it, but the magic of the slap-hitting shit goblin is one you have to embrace, even as it burns you. All that said, the last few weeks have been a total blast for any Cleveland baseball enthusiast, particularly because our best big boy, our perfect firebrand Canuck, Josh Naylor, has been cooking.