My Bad

I looked at Oscar Colas and saw Floyd Robinson. My bad. Robinson played for the likes of Al Lopez and Eddie Stanky. If he had made the rookie mistakes Colas has time and again, there would’ve been no season two in a nine-season career. It also helped that Robinson hit .310 his first full season. Colas, who was sent down a second time to Triple-A Charlotte yesterday, is hitting .216. White Sox manager Mickey Mouse told reporters, “We need him to completely clean up his whole game.” [today’s Sun-Times] No, to “clean up” is a physical act, like cleaning up your room or the attic. Learning how to hit and play defense at a major-league level involves considerably more, a true dedication of mind and body. No doubt, Colas got by on his hitting talent alone while playing for Cuban and Japanese teams. With the White Sox last year, he mostly split his time between High-A Winston-Salem (58-74) and Double-A Birmingham (61-77), plus a cup of coffee at Triple-A Charlotte (58-92). What he could’ve learned, other than losing baseball? This year, Charlotte is even worse at 49-89. The Barons would seem to be a team that has perfected throwing to the wrong base and chasing pitches out of the strike zone. Unless he undergoes a Saul-to-Paul transformation, Colas will continue being what he is, a Four-A talent. Sort of like the White Sox.