LOS ANGELES – Andre Ethier turned 30 this week, the eldest of his two sons is nearly 4 already, and he's been around long enough now to be on the doorstep of free agency.
It all passes so fast if you let it, too, if the last at-bat runs into the next one and the one after that, and then the last at-bat ruins your whole day, you know, if you happen to be wound that tight.
For a few years there's been a lot of that going around at Dodger Stadium, where the teams weren't very good, and the fans and the league were turning on the owner, and Ethier was gnawing off bat handles between base hits.
He's been great and he's been good and he's been something less than his expectations for himself, which sounds like a pretty typical big-league career, better than typical even. Except Ethier couldn't ever let the disappointing stuff die in the arms of the hopeful stuff, a stubbornness that might have served him well in the batting cage but could be hell on his general demeanor.
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