June 5, 2007, 9:46 AM
The Big Rotowski: The Next Lincecum?
Oh, yeah, that's right, you're over there in San Francisco. Ah, but remember those halcyon days when only the baseball-savvy among us knew Lincecum's name? We drooled all over ourselves, knowing when Lincecum hit the bigs, we'd be all over him. Of course, that particular cat is out of that particular bag, and we're left wistful for the days when we were the only ones who knew that Andrew Miller would be worth a few extra strikeouts if the Tigers called him up in September or that Brandon Morrow was just a few good spring innings from a big league job.
That's why it's so nice when draft time comes around again.
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