I lost my job. I mean, I haven't lost it. I know where it is, but when I get there, there's another guy doin' it. That's an old Steven Wright joke. That's what some consider me, an old joke. I think I did alright. I hit, I out-fielded my supposedly better-fielding shortstop teammate, and I got my licks in when Tejada went down in the playoffs. I mean, yeah, I slumped through June and July (who didn't?!), and hit .059 (!!) in the World Series, and I broke my foot, but that's no reason to take a guy's job away. Ok, it's a reason. But I objectively don't think it's a DEFINITIVE reason! I don't! Hi, I'm Wilmer Flores. And I'm your right-handed hitting first baseman, second baseman, third baseman and shortstop. That might make me Kevin Mitchell or it might make me Jay Bell. YOU DECIDE! [fimg=330]http://s.newsweek.com/sites/www.newsweek.com/files/2015/08/05/wilmer-flores.jpg[/fimg] [fimg=420]http://m.mlb.com/assets/images/9/0/8/140256908/cuts/Flores1280f_nwtvnb29_aqcs2sw5.jpg[/fimg]