Not much good news from Cincinnati-- Not much with pitchee, less with battee. At catcher, Devin Masoraco-- Let's face it, just another jocko. Last season was a year from hell, One part Mendoza, three DL. Not one of Cincinnati's threats, An easy call: advantage, Mets. At first base we have Joey Votto, You only face him if you've got to. More dangerous than Walking Deads, Though Duda's hot, advantage Reds. At second, Phillips likes to hack, He could fall flat, he could bounce back. The Reds are ready to abandon -- I'll take Neil Walker over Brandon. At shortstop, Zachary Warren Cozart, And with the bat, he ain't no Mozart. Can't hit for average or for power, They're better when he's in the shower. And though his fielding's far from porous, I'll go with Asdrubal or Flores. At third, Eugenio Suarez? Maybe he ain't, maybe he is. At any rate, one thing I knows is, I'll take the guy with spine stenosis. And in the outfield, there's Jay Bruce: The Reds would like to cut him loose. Not much to say about Duvall, Without him, there'd just be a wall. Some still like Billy Hamilton, But stick a fork in him, he's done. Their whole outfield could use a fork. Advantage, point, set, match: New York. Iglesias, Finnegan, Moscot – Their starting pitching ain’t so hot. They couldn't outhit Trappist Monks. They're like a bunch of subway punks, And we come on like Bernie Goetz-- We'll mow them down. Advantage, Mets.