The Cuban Crisis

Posted on Jun 20 2016 - 12:00pm by Greg Gisolfi

Boston Red Sox v Baltimore Orioles

Sigh. Rusney Castillo. What a gemstone. What a bust. What a joke.

According to various sources, the Red Sox placed the 28 year old Cuban outfielder on outright waivers this weekend.

I picture Ben Cherington sitting in his office at Columbia, shaking his head like Philip Seymour Hoffman‘s portrayal of Art Howe in Moneyball: “You’re killing this team”.

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Castillo is the definition of a bust. After the recent and immediate success of Yoenis Cespedes in 2012, Yasiel Puig in 2013, and Jose Abreu in 2014, the Red Sox took a gamble on Castillo, hoping he’d climb aboard and be the 2015 installment of the new wave of Cuban free agents. Well, he didn’t. Castillo has been nothing but a disappointment in each of his stints in Boston. His career batting average is in the mid two’s, and is hitting basically the same in Pawtucket.

It’s over. It didn’t work. Get over it. Ben Cherington, you jumped the shark. Just because you lost out on Abreu by what feels like four cents, doesn’t mean you should dump all the team’s money in some other dude, just cause he’s from the same country.

Now, the Sox are set to pay Castillo close to 40 million dollars over the next three seasons, and with that price tag and his major league track record, it’s basically a sure thing that he ain’t going anywhere besides sunny Pawtucket, Rhode Island.

We can talk about the Pablo Sandoval nightmare all we want, and to a certain degree, the Hanley Ramirez deal, too. At the very least, those two were established big leaguers at one time or another in their careers. Castillo wasn’t that. Even in Cuba, he wasn’t a star. He was a good player. He wasn’t the player to fetch a zillion dollars in free agency.

Ben Cherington and the Red Sox saw something in Castillo that made them think he could be a star. Whatever they saw, it’s long gone now.