Pretty good piece by Michael Baumann over at The Ringer on everyone’s favorite rookie pitcher, Amir Garrett:
As a general rule, it’s not a good idea to get too attached to young pitchers. They flame out, they get hurt, they will disappoint you. But since rules are made to be broken, y’all should know that I irrationally like Amir Garrett.
It’s not that the rookie Reds left-hander is going to win any Cy Young awards down the line; his ceiling is probably somewhere around mid-rotation innings eater. In his first two big league starts — 12.2 innings, two earned runs — Garrett has thrown in the low 90s, and he doesn’t have an unorthodox, eye-popping off-speed pitch, like Jharel Cotton’s demon changeup. If anything, Garrett’s a refreshing change in a day and age when it seems like every top pitching prospect is a 6-foot-4 right-hander out of Dallas with a 97 mph fastball and a bastard slider. There’s a billion of them because they’re grown in test tubes on a farm, and they’re all named Logan.
In fact, much of what I like about Garrett has little to do with his game. For starters, “Amir Garrett” is a really great name; it’s what you’d name the outlaw-with-a-heart-of-gold protagonist in a basic cable space Western.
Read the whole thing; it’s worth your time.
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