If you listen closely enough, you can hear the fantasy baseball season sliding away from us like an 0-2 pitch from sexpot Sixto Sanchez. Your roto leagues are probably a bit settled by now--the final few teams jostling for the top spot. In your dynasty leagues, the rip-off guys are probably making their annual post-deadline runs for the roses. Such is the nature of fall baseball. The fatigue factor feels a little different this year, worse for some I’m sure but perhaps less impactful in general across the entirety of fantasy baseball.
Though who knows: the overarching 2020 fatigue factor might supersede the excitement of the short-season burst. In a typical season, these final few faab runs can make a huge difference, and it’s typically just a couple teams paying close enough attention to add a Jazz Chisholm or some similarly high riser on the last day of the season. I only mention Jazz because he was added on the final day in one of my 15-teamers just a few weeks before his big Fall League glow up. Seems like we won’t have that particular league this year, but we’ll still see some winter ball, I suspect, and some prospects will still change their outlook through a combination of hope, hype, and happenstance. Happy hunting out there, dear readers.

You walk into the banquet hall where your cousin, Jared Walsh, is having his bar mitzvah, and the first thing that hits you is the macho-aggressive tones of Kenny Loggins. Kenny shouts at you a question, "Are you gonna wait for a sign, your miracle?" Down by your side, you snap your fingers, and quietly answer, "Stand up and fight." As if he's talking directly to you, Kenny's pulsating voice hits you with another command, "Make no mistake where you are," and under your breath you quietly respond, "This is it." Kenny, "Your back's to the corner." You slide your back against a wall and louder now, "This is it." Kenny's fighting you to be better, "Don't be a fool anymore." You, fighting back tears, "This is it." Then your aunt comes over and asks you if you're still dating that goy, sees tears streaming down your face and uncomfortably waits for you to compose yourself. Kenny's back, "The waiting is over," you run to the stage, but Kenny sings, "No, don't you run." Finally, you get to the stage where the deejay has his back to you. All you see is his Orioles' jersey and his last name Stewart. When he turns to you, you see DJ Stewart, the epitome of cool, and not just because he's in front of a wind machine. He leans down and says with the wisdom of a great sage, "I'm just a hot schmotato, you're the real star." He's right, of course. That's all you need for the final ten days. Jared Walsh looks like a Quad-A player, but he's hitting in front of Mike Trout, and it doesn't get any better. I'm grabbing Walsh, DJ Stewart and everyone from this bar mitzvah -- even you, Aunt Marilyn! Also, everyone is expendable (except Aunt Marilyn, bless her heart). Play only hot hands. You need to play footloose and fancy free with your teams in this final stretch. "Did someone say Footloose?" That's DJ Stewart readying up the next Kenny Loggins. Anyway, here's some more players to Buy or Sell this week in fantasy baseball: