ESPN's Page 2 has issued their preseason "Power Rankings" and are, of course, based upon total nonsense. They have the Reds at #10 and they wax poetic about one Ryan Freel:
10. Cincinnati Reds
Ryan Freel is healthy. For the moment. Ryan Freel is to the Reds as John Belushi was to the world of '70s American comedy: all-out, reckless, entertaining as hell, and sadly, poetically, undeniably doomed. He will get hurt. He will go down. He will go Rodney McCray on some outfield wall, or Derek Jeter on some unsuspecting bystander, and he will end up wounded. It will be sad when it happens, as it is every year, but it will be noble and inspiring too. And we will comfort ourselves, as we do every year, with the memory of his style and spirit. (There are rumors, by the way, that Dusty Baker is contemplating someone other than Freel in his everyday lineup, and is still trolling for some rickety replacement like Kenny Lofton. Mark our words: If Baker goes this route, the baseball gods, who admire the Icarusian gusto with which young Freel so much as ties his shoes and administers his eye black, will make him pay dearly for his own temerity.)
I love the Derek Jeter line.