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Another letter arrives from beyond

Enjoy a new installment of "En La Pelota" by Juan Vené

From Adolfo Luque to Luis Gil

My very dear Luis: What happened to Aaron Boone, the manager of the Yankees, with you, all the managers in the world wish for.

You came to the team as a worse-is-nothing, because someone had to take Gerrit Cole's place in the rotation, and now, when that star is already recovered, there is no way to leave you out, because you have a 6-1 record , 2.11 in 10 appearances.

In your native land, Azúa, Dominican Republic, there is a non-stop party to celebrate such success.

By the way, I inform you that I am a native of Havana and I was a pitcher in the Major Leagues from 1914 to 1935. I was the first pitcher, not born in the United States, to achieve a victory in the World Series, when as a reliever, in the classic 1933, with the New York Giants, we beat the Senators 4-3, the fifth and last game of that classic. I had already turned 43 years old.

Previously, I had been the first Latin American to pitch in a World Series, with the Reds in 1919. I pitched until 1935 and then I was a manager, especially in Mexico. They called me “Papa Montero.”

But the important thing now is you, who at 25 years of age, have shown that Pope God gave you all the conditions to be a winner on the Major League mounds.
Yes, He is the only one who can provide a powerful arm, and capable of putting the pitches where you need them, that is, so close to the plate that the umpire calls a strike, but so far away that the batters cannot connect well.

That's the whole secret of pitching. Now, what do I advise you, then?

Take good care of your arm and your entire body. That is the machinery of your profession. Consult with doctors and trainers as many times as you think necessary and pay attention to them, listen to their suggestions and obey their orders. They are professionals in the matter.

You have to concentrate on the fact that no team can beat you, no one is capable of hitting you comfortably, but only injuries and illnesses can beat you. Take care of yourself and let yourself be taken care of by them.

After you reach the Major Leagues, what you want with all your soul is to have a long career. In your case, I wish you no less than 15 years in the Majors, maybe 20.
And a gift for your children and grandchildren: You were big leaguer number, 22, when you made your debut on August 470, 2021.

By the way, the Twins gave you a miserable bonus of just $90 when they signed you in 2015. But as luck would have it, in 2018 they sent you to the Yankees in a trade. That's why you have a bright and promising future within your reach.

In this Hereafter, which you call Beyond, I will be attentive to your work. Hugs, Adolfo.

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