what the hell, bruce bochy?

if you ever want to learn how to be a bad (yet surprisingly loved) manager, watch bruce bochy.

the guy is ridiculous. he's happy with mediocre performance, he doesn't follow through on his promises, he doesn't understand how to handle his pitchers, and he no game sense.

case in point: the giants-dodgers game today. matt cain is topping 120 pitches, and bochy leaves this 23-year-old - who is one of the young pitchers SF is betting the franchise on - out there to a) blow out his arm and b) blow the game to manny ramirez. then, when the giants have the bases loaded, he leaves in scrub jose castillo and tosses in untested eugenio velez instead of pinch-hitting with emerging left-field stud fred lewis. (i apologize for knowing much more about these no-namers than a normal baseball fan should expect to know.)

lucky for bochy, a few fumbles from the dodgers let the giants come from behind in the ninth. and, smiling away in the california sun, he rests on his nonexistent laurels while the SF media grins, too, satiated and congratulatory.

bruce bochy, you make me sick.

p.s. there's a little bit more pooping on manny ramirez to be done. as i watched him come up to bat today, i checked out at his helmet, and that shit looks worse than vlad guerrero's cap. and he's been with the dodgers for less than two weeks! can this guy keep anything clean? good luck to joe on getting manny to trim those bangs...