CHICAGO -- Alfonso Soriano sat at his Wrigley Field locker before Friday’s game against Boston, deftly stabbing at his cuticles with a long, pointed nail file.
Sorry, Sori-haters. He didn’t draw any blood.
Soriano, the public scapegoat of Chicago Cubs fans’ lingering misery, drew their ire again Saturday night when he failed to run out a dropped liner to third. It was a bang-bang play, but Soriano got booed for the rest of the game. His manager Dale Sveum, who is trying to instill a return to fundamentals, excused Soriano, saying there’s “not a player that ever played that wouldn't have done the very same thing."
Occasional brain cramps and errant defensive backpedals aside, Soriano’s offensive output this season on a bum knee should be inspiring, not deflating. Kerry Wood even brought up Soriano’s toughness in his first retirement press conference.
And while fans like to heckle Soriano, here’s something you might find mildly interesting, he’s playing to entertain them. Well, that and for the $18 million he makes annually.
When I asked Soriano on Friday what makes the second leg of the Cubs-Sox series, starting Monday night at U.S. Cellular Field, important to the Cubs, he said they should be playing for the fans, not for themselves.