Grotewold wrote:I'm all for stats and preponderance of evidence. But there are exceptions, and it blows my mind to see him -- and Law, who does actually try to see a guy play in person once, to be fair -- kind of double down after the last two summers.

sydnor wrote:

Grotewold wrote:I'm all for stats and preponderance of evidence. But there are exceptions, and it blows my mind to see him -- and Law, who does actually try to see a guy play in person once, to be fair -- kind of double down after the last two summers.

Whoa, you're exactly flipping the argument. The stats say he's great, the scouts say he's not. Don't hate on the stats.

Darin Ruf continues to wrestle with baseball as Jacob wrestled with God.

sydnor wrote:edit: but aren't you the one who's looking for every reason not to just hand him the job next year? You keep wanting to bring in guys like Hart. That type of move only realistically cuts into Ruf's pt. I mean you're not straight platooning Hart with Howard and realistically no one wants a Ruf-Brown-Hart defensive alignment for more than 5 games in a year.

Brown and Ruf have to have starting jobs handed on a silver platter next year.

The unknown is a seductive idea. When we were young, we looked off into the distance, into the future, with wonder, enraptured by the possibilities that the devil you don’t know can entail. Your life is boring, your routines tiresome, your friends wholly known. This is the appeal of a series of works of fiction that have become popular in the recent past, where a meek, unhappy man is lifted from his banal existence and into an exciting new future–Fight Club, American Beauty, Breaking Bad. Hope is escapism, and as long as that hope is deferred, we can continue to wonder if life might be better if we made a leap of faith and threw off the shackles of the known.

And so we once dreamed on Justin De Fratus.

It reminds me of a young woman I knew once.

phdave wrote:

This is the appeal of a series of works of fiction that have become popular in the recent past, where a meek, unhappy man is lifted from his banal existence and into an exciting new future–Fight Club, American Beauty, Breaking Bad.

phdave wrote:

The unknown is a seductive idea. When we were young, we looked off into the distance, into the future, with wonder, enraptured by the possibilities that the devil you don’t know can entail. Your life is boring, your routines tiresome, your friends wholly known. This is the appeal of a series of works of fiction that have become popular in the recent past, where a meek, unhappy man is lifted from his banal existence and into an exciting new future–Fight Club, American Beauty, Breaking Bad. Hope is escapism, and as long as that hope is deferred, we can continue to wonder if life might be better if we made a leap of faith and threw off the shackles of the known.

And so we once dreamed on Justin De Fratus.

It reminds me of a young woman I knew once.

phatj wrote:That Justin DeFratus reminds him of how he can't get laid

If position players were elements, John Mayberry would be Hydrogen.

phdave wrote:

If position players were elements, John Mayberry would be Hydrogen.