The Los Angeles Times' Dylan Hernandez writes a highly insulting column about how the dodgers have virtually no expectations of Puig. Nice work by the dodgers front office and managers to take a talented guy and help him ruin himself.
My takeaway is that he's a damn entitled crybaby, just like Donald Trump.
Here's part -- He pursed his lips and contemplated his response.He
clearly didn’t like the question, which was basically this: How did he
feel about no longer being considered an essential part of the Dodgers?
The previously carefree cadence of his speech was replaced
by something angrier, as the former All-Star outfielder said in Spanish,
“I’m not concerned with what is said or asked by people like you.”
He wasn’t finished.
I don’t listen to that, what we could call, in my country,
stupid commentary,” he said. “I’m focused on my work, not every stupid
Asked by someone else what he would consider a
smart question, Puig replied, “I don’t know. You can’t hope for
anything from these people. They have never asked anything intelligent,
Puig can refer to the line of
inquries however he wants, but he can’t escape the reality of his
diminished place in the franchise. He’s become an afterthought.
entering his fifth season in the major leagues and 26 years old, too
old to still be considered a prospect. He’s coming off a season in which
he batted a modest .263 with 11 home runs and 45 runs batted in.
Dodgers used to view him as a potential savior, either on the field or
at the box office, often both. But they have finally outgrown their
unhealthy codependent relationship with him.
With Corey Seager
already regarded as the one of the top offensive players in the league,
the Dodgers don’t have to count on Puig to bat in the middle of their
lineup. As a legimate World Series contender, they don’t have to use him
to sell tickets.
Never have the Dodgers been less reliant on him.
If he hits, great. If he doesn’t, oh well. They can turn to one of their million other outfielders.
Dodgers made this point to him last year after determining his
production, or lack thereof, didn’t justify their continued tolerance of
his clubhouse indiscretions. They first attempted to move him at the
trade deadline. When they failed to do that, they banished him to triple
A, bracing themselves for the possibility he would never play for their
major league team again.