Try to imagine yourself as a major league rookie. You’re a starting pitcher, in your fourth career start, playing the Phillies, your arch league rival. Imagine you’ve just breezed through the first inning. Your stuff is electric. Your fastball is burning up the radar gun and your curve is even making the umpire’s knees buckle. You’re on top of the baseball world, but then, Pat Burrell steps into the batter’s box and the world goes topsy-turvy. I applaud Charlie Morton for being in this exact situation you just imagined and keeping himself from literally making boom boom in his Atlanta Braves whites. Despite holding together his composure to a certain level, Pat still took the new kid deeeep. As the majestic drive whistled through the air, you could practically hear the seams singing “Welcome to the show, the Pat Burrell show”.