Robert Allen Parnell (Hey! He's an R.A. also!) Pos: rp; BR-TR. Born: September 8, 1984 in Salisbury, NC. (He'll be 26 in 2011.) The Mets, hanging on in their first pennant race in forever, and coming off a 10-0 drubbing of the Cubs, get shut the fuck down by Rick Sutcliffe, pitching the best baseball of his life. Thanks for nothing, Ray Knight. Acquired: Drafted by the Mets in the 9th round of the 2005 amateur draft and signed June 11, 2005. It was as deft a move as one could hope for, considering Bobby went 3-5 with an 8.86 ERA at Charleston Southern that year. TmLgWLW-L%ERAGGSGFCGSHOSVIPHRERHRBBIBBSOHBPBKWPBFOPS+WHIPH/9HR/9BB/9SO/9SO/BBBB-Ref WARFG WARBuffaloIL (AAA)11.5004.142401000441.333622193170421011771.37.80.73.79.12.5NYMNL01.0002.834101000035.00411311182330001491401.410.50.32.18.54.10.40.7TotalAll12.3333.546502000476.337735304252751013261.39.10.52.98.83.0 Wife: None known to man. No woman could handle him. Random Nickname: Um, "Bobby Tres Nueve." Namesakes: Goodness, me... Best Day in 2010: Spending the first half of the season back on the farm, Parnell emerged in the second half seemingly more physically and emotionally mature. At least one of those traits was on display on August 18, as a thundastruck Bobby made nobody long for the injured and suspended and shamed K-Rod, pitching two perfect win-or-go-home innings, striking out three, and hitting 102.5 on the gun, the fastest pitch recorded in the season by anybody to that juncture. Good scoutin', Omar. Last Word: Bobby enters the season as the team's consensus number two reliever, and sentimental favorite for number one in some quarters, at least until he starts letting those speed gun readings go to his head. What do you expect of Bobby Parnell in 2011?