Blindsided. After posting on Wednesday, I feel it’s only appropriate to follow up with an update. Friday morning I got to the complex in FL prepared to pitch in my last scheduled rehab game but was instead let go by the organization. It was definitely unexpected, especially after rehabbing for 2 months and getting my arm back healthy to pitch in games. I pitched 1 inning on Tuesday in my first game since June 8. My velo was 92-94 and I struck out the side. The results were there and it was clear that I was healthy and on the right track for my return. Professional baseball will chew you up and spit you out. It’s truly a different animal and there are only a handful of guys that have legitimate job security. I know what I signed up for 8 years ago and I know how this business works from top to bottom but the way it was handled couldn’t have been more unprofessional. I was called into the office by a coach around my age (not my boss) whom I’ve never spoken to before and he simply told me that the organization has decided to let me go. He said he wasn’t given a reason, he was just told what needed to be done. I took a second to process what was going on and responded by asking why the coordinator wasn’t the one delivering this news. He shook his head and said, “I don’t know, I know it’s shitty.” I was essentially being informed of my release by another one of my co-workers. It was bizarre. No one is entitled to anything in life and you don’t deserve anything just because you’re a good person but damn. My boss was out of town and couldn’t even give me a phone call to let me know what was happening, much less a reason. That’s not how a man or woman should handle business on any level. This is the furthest thing from pity post, I just wanted to let people know what was going on. I know a lot of people follow me and I couldn’t be more thankful for all of you. I believe things are always happening in our lives that shape us into who we are and who we want to become. The way we respond to adversity is what reall