At yesterday’s Fanfest, Lincecum answered questions about his new contract:
…. “Just because I signed a two-year deal doesn’t mean
it eliminates extension talks in the future,” Lincecum said.
“I’m worried about now, now. I’ve never been that guy who could make plans four years from now. If someone’s going, ‘You want to hang out a month from now when
I’m down there?’ I’m like, ‘I don’t know. Just call me when you’re down here and I’ll see what I’m doing.’
“That’s the way I’ve always been. That’s the way my friends know me. My family knows me that way. This is no different.”
Sounds very reasonable, but I wouldn’t expect him –or anyone, for that matter– to just blithely express his true feelings of uncertainty and worry. Maybe I’m wrong about this, but if I were in his shoes, I’d be damn sure the team was solving the lack of offense before I locked my ass up in a long-term deal. But that’s me.