So I'm hearing that my Danny Santana take was a bit like a nice Christmas card from a family that you don't really have much in common with (Mrs. Bombo had warned me before we took the photos for the card that our matching mullets weren't a good idea, but you know me, once I get an idea in my head...). Am I being too hard on DanTana? Because if that's the case, then I should add that I wrote a few paragraphs exploring the notion that maybe Santana has been a victim of the high expectations he created for himself. But then that exploration took a Heart of Darkness turn for the surreal when I found myself trying to make a point about Santana's offense that involved his disembodied head. Ok, whoa, slow down, it wasn't like an 8 Heads in a Duffel Bag head. It was a live, cheerful, even chatty Danny Santana head, and more importantly, it really helped illustrate my theory in an empirical, mathematical way. Unfortunately, much like mullets, chatty disembodied heads aren't everyone's cup of tea. So I left those paragraphs off. The question still stands, though. Was I being too hard on Santana? Is starting shortstop not a sheer face free climb for Danny, but rather maybe just a French Alpine Difficulty Grade V ascent: "A long, committing route, sustained and often remote; retreat difficult; potential for significant objective hazards"? Is there at least a hint of plate discipline in his future? Can he have utility value on a four man bench, even if it turns out that he'll never play shortstop any better than Leo DiCaprio can play a doctor in Catch Me if You Can? Either way, thanks for the positive feedback. This is the only place where people listen patiently to me and don't ask what happened to my pants.