I like Clayton Kershaw. Dare I’d say, I’m a fan of Clayton Kershaw. He holds a little bit of history for me as a baseball fan; in 2008, when I really embarked on going gung-ho about visiting ballparks, and my friend and I hit up Southern California to hit up the Dodgers, Angels and Padres, the first park on the trip was Dodger Stadium.
We had little idea of what to really expect, since neither of us were Dodgers or Cardinals fans. We knew we’d see Albert Pujols, and I knew that I wasn’t going to see the Dodgers iteration of Andruw Jones, because he was already out on the disabled list. We didn’t even know who was starting for either team, so on my Samsung A920 flip phone, I looked up to see Todd Wellemeyer for the Cards, versus some guy we’d never heard of named Clayton Kershaw. Who?
Another cursory glance showed this Kershaw kid from the minor leagues who had like a 9.7 strikeouts-per-nine rate (which is extremely good) who was making his Major League debut. Pretty cool, we thought, getting to see some hotshot prospect’s debut.
And he didn’t disappoint, either, as this Clayton Kershaw guy went six innings and struck out seven. He didn’t get a decision, but the Dodgers went onto win the game in extra innings. But we knew we had just seen the start of potentially a really good pitcher’s career.
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