He’s a good player, sure. He’s just not the transcendent superstar, the household name you’ve been conditioned to believe will resolve a prime-time telecast. He’s not Albert Pujols. He’s not Alex Rodriguez (more on that later). He’s not Andre Ethier. He’s not chiseled or handsome. He’ll never make the cut as a celebrity endorser. Thickly-built and balding, the Atlanta Braves catcher looks like the guy at the end of the bar.
But he can hit a baseball well enough to merit selection as his league’s backup backstop.
“Absolutely kills us,” said Charlie Manuel, who manages the Phillies when he’s not managing the NL.