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My fault. I meant to link to it from the 2018 thread and knumbskullishly just posted in it.

Well, that post was over a year old.

Ashie always with the next.

Cecchini has an object lesson in departed boats next to him at the Thanksgiving table. His brother Garin was a top-60-or-so prospect, but he got boxed out by an organization that preferred to look for the big name free agent (Pablo Sandoval, of all people), hasn't had a big league beer since 2015, and has jumped organizations twice in the last two seasons, and is now six weeks shy of his 27th birthday, jobless and waiting for his agent to call.

A Boy Named Seo wrote: Mr. Baseball's always been my fav crappy baseball movie. Selleck as that mustachioed, over-the-hill primadonna ballplayer is just one of the terrible stereotypes in that movie I dig. It stands with The Bad News Bears Go to Japan as films that have an opportunity to make thoughtful observations about baseball, Japan, and baseball in Japan, but instead thought, "What a great opportunity to try and fail to get lots o' laffs out of lame-ass stereotypes!" I'm not a list guy, but I guess my favorite crappy baseball movie is The Winning Team. I basically think 90% of all baseball movies stink. They're either by folks who don't know about baseball, but know there's a market for people who do, or by people who think they know more than anybody about baseball, but actually have a pretty narrow view. I passed on to a friend the Roger Ebert philosophy that "no movie featuring either Harry Dean Stanton or M. Emmet Walsh in a supporting role can be altogether bad." My friend said it was also true about John Goodman. "King Ralph wasn't altogether bad?" I wrote. "The Babe wasn't altogether bad?" "The Babe was irredeemably awful and fuck you," he wrote back.

Evans made a memory. He looks significantly less tubby this spring, and this is the sort of moment that leaves an imprint on a manager's consciousness. With T.J. recuperating (and Reynolds gone), both he and Cecchini have caught up to him in the organizational rankings. I'm curious with how the Mets rank the three, but I like 'em all and am curious to see who gets the next call when an infielder is needed. But with his broad outfield experience and switch-hittiness, I guess the next call goes to Ty.

d'Kong76 wrote: I know it's a fake, but not sure I've ever seen three guys picked off in one game. I think Mookie got picked off three times on opening day once.

Lefty Specialist came the closest on 2017 Bruce predicting, but incorrectly suggested that he'd remain a Met all season.

Mr. Baseball is part of a larger question: How did Tom Selleck end up in so many turkeys?

His prediction was mostly kind of abstract, but I think Lunchbucket won the 2017 Blevvy thread by predicting Jerry would lead the league in pitching appearances. He didn't, but he was one off the pace set by Corey Knebel and Juan Nicasio. Nicasio did it with three teams!

Ty has seemingly hurt his chances in the past by not growing a baseball body. He's built like a Torre-era Met, kinda like Doug Flynn. He just looks like a guy. Slim and athletic, but nobody's idea of graduate of #BarwisMethods.

I've been traded off, written off, jerked off, carried off, tossed off, knocked off, dropped off, and felled by a nasty cough. I've had my moments, but never put together a full quality season. But now that my buddy Plawecki has caught up to me, we both spent the butt end of the season hitting everything in sight. Maybe that was feasting on September pitching, or maybe it was something more. I'm a young vet now, and I'm looking as always to establish myself as a staff-carrying big league catcher. You laugh, but I've been through a lot. And maybe I'd sock 'em out like Gary Sanchez if I played in a Little League Park like him. You think about that, wise guy? What do you think about? More importantly, what do you think about me? About my 2018? I want to know. [fimg=380]http://www.newyorkmetsreport.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/Travis_d_Arnaud_1280_hruxg3f2_abqpl9cz.jpg[/fimg] [fimg=320]http://a.espncdn.com/photo/2016/0517/r84058_600x400_3-2.jpg[/fimg] [fimg=300]http://assets.nydailynews.com/polopoly_fs/1.1810999.1401426419!/img/httpImage/image.jpg_gen/derivatives/article_970/minsider30s-1-web.jpg[/fimg] [fimg=400]http://a.espncdn.com/photo/2014/0607/ny_u_trav_cr_576x324.jpg[/fimg] It ain't all been about fractures and muscle tears, man. In between those (and, admittedly, a few prolonged slumps) I've played a little ball. U4e0bK6N_fI

Game 6 is amazing in that it was an indy film starring then on-the-outs Michael Keaton. It got overlooked as most such films do. Nine years later, Komeback Keaton stars in the Oscar-darling Birdman, which seemingly lifted a lot of its elements right out of Game 6. Maybe it was mostly coincidental. I like Game 6 more, though.

61* I mostly liked it.

That's something like an A team, minus the shortstop. This notion of batting Céspedes second is starting to look like a thing.

I remain concerned that he foul ball to the face that ended his last season will undermine the courage and confidence that feed Wilmer Flores' fine work.

Point of discussion: Game 6 and Frequency are both fine films. Are they baseball films? Neither have baseball-playing protagonists or conflict that plays out on a diamond, but baseball, while mostly appearing within the film on TV screens, stands as metaphor or plot driver in a way that's greater than, say, The Odd Couple, but less than Field of Dreams. Yet, without baseball, what are they? One is about the connection across time of fathers and sons and the other about being defined through your life and shaped in your character by the pain of victory denied. I wasn't going this way when I started the post, but I think baseball itself is a character in both films, and therefore they indeed do qualify as baseball films.

That link ain't working for me but the URL suggests the missus is named "Shawna." Mets Roster Central, while predicting the Mets open with four outfielders, is laying out the Vegas outfield as Zach Borenstein / Jayce Boyd / Matt den Dekker / Kevin Kaczmarski / Kevin Taylor. But Jayce is the only righty hitter among them, so that may put him on a slightly different shelf, and help him stand out if the Mets go browsing. I could see him getting a call if, say, Céspedes goes down (knock wood). He had a really good 2017, but you've got to write off at least part of that as Vegas inflation. He was stinky the year before.

He played 34 games at catcher in 2017, 12 at first, one (but 11 2/3 innings?!) at third, and one bold inning as a pitcher. Brandon has had a LOT of freakish injures that have delayed the full launch of his awesomeness upon America.

Unless and until an opening happens above him, Brandon looks to return to Columbia in 2018, where he OPS'd .779 last season. I think he'll debut at St. Lucie at least, though. I mean, Jeff Glenn always goes down with something. He's got the bat to advance, man. And at 6'2" / 237, he's got the frame to match the game.

Hey, I'm watching the replay and I just realized Andres Gimenez was in the house and got to make his fake MLB debut, pinch-running for Luis Guillorme in the bottom of the eighth, and then taking over at shortstop for the ninth. The ball finds you. On the first play, a single got by him on a ball he deflected before it snuck into left-center. It could have gone for an error and maybe would have during the regular season. It was a hot shot, but he wasn't playing in or anything. And then a ball in his vicinity went for a double after it ricocheted off of David Thompson's glove, and he was forced to chase it into left. He was somewhat tentative over whether he or Borenstein should grab it, and Victor Reyes hustled into second with a double. Smith blew the shutout, but the kid gloves didn't do him any favors.

Go, Ichiro!

Great work! Jeurys Familia is only one save short of Jesse Orosco and third place among all-time Mets. A truly monster season of 54 saves would tie him with Armando Benitez for second place. It would give hime the fifth saviest season of all time and a torn UCL!

The meager six hits were augmented by five walks today. That's the winning stuff! Be like Nimmo!

When I was kid, ST games always seemed to begin on or about March 5, so I'm mentally willing to write off the games that happen before then. But my constitution is incapable of declaring any game as "meaningless." And if there's any meaning to be drawn from the games to this point, it's that Brandon Nimmo is suddenly the team's best offensive player.