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Happy post-Father’s Day, Razzball world! I say that knowing full well that the key demographic for our delightful corner of the internet are middle-aged men fending off sleep deprivation while trying to keep their kids on the right path in life. What’s the right path? Why, the path that understands that Star Trek is better than Star Wars, of course! I should stay on brand. Are we teaching our kids that closers don’t matter, and never to draft a top catcher? As long as we unite along those unchangeable truths of the universe, we’ll be fine. Now let’s help your fantasy team a little bit! 

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Razzfolks! It’s a lovely championship weekend — not only the NBA and NHL, but also the Tetris World Championships! You know what I’m most excited for? No long bar droughts! Also SGA to whoop the Pacers, and for Canada to bring the Stanley Cup home. Meanwhile over here in baseball land, we’re still a month before the All-Star break, and honestly, it feels like the doldrums of the season. The freshness of April has passed. The trade market hasn’t warmed up yet. And yet, we’ve still got some hot players to add to your struggling teams. Let’s check them out! 

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Living in the Bold North, we only have grass for, like, 6 months out of the year. The rest of the year, our yards are filled with snow or dirt from the melted snow or sink holes from the melted dirt. Yet, like clockwork, the Y chromosomes in our neighborhood all synchronize on Sunday morning and make the men step out and mow their lawns. Imagine yearning to see green all winter and then when the faintest hint of green emerges, you shout at the top of your lungs, “REV IT UP!” and you begin cranking your two stroke with the ferocity of a teenager. Extra points if you mow your lawn three times a week. ENYWHEY. What else am I supposed to lead off with when it’s June? Let’s get you some players. 

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Happy Memorial Day, America-dwellers! If you’re like our good-natured Canadian friend Marmos, you may not know that we ‘Mericuhns celebrate veterans by crushing Coors cans during boat parades. Indeed, plural parades. Sometimes there’s even brewskis in those cans, although in this economy, there’s a non-zero chance we’re just digging them out of the trash of Coachella. Yacht rock at it’s finest! 

Have a great and safe holiday, and here’s my gift to you — some help for your fantasy team! 

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Razzinators! We’re heading into the pre-Memorial Day, post-Cinco de Mayo zone of fun avoidance. Unless you have PTO and a Senior corporate position, in which case you just took the whole month of May off and called it “focus time.” Much like I spend my “focus time” watching The Pitt and trying to imagine being as calm as Noah Wylie on literally any minute of any day. What if The Pitt made each episode a “Oner,” like maybe you’ve seen on The Studio? I’m sure by now I’ve lost most the readers to their TVs. Let’s give you a Oner and then call it a Doner. No, not a kebab. Like, Done. On with the text! 

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Happy post-Mother’s Day, folx! That’s like the 25% mark of the MLB season, if you’re keeping track. Myself, I’m not really keeping track because I’d rather be playing Clair Obscur: Expedition 33. Did you know that JKJ doesn’t like that game? Can you believe his lack of culture? When you become a writer of imaginary baseball content in the future, you too can take knocks at your internet besties to start your articles. Just don’t knock Truss, or he’ll insert pictures of Bartolo Colon into your byline. Which, to be fair, would be very Razzball. Happy Mother’s Day from your pal, Bartolo. 

Let’s get you some new players! 

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It’s article #200 for yours truly! At least on the baseball side. I lost track of where I was on the football side — way over 200, that’s all I know. But who cares about fantasy football, that’s like…weeks away. Right now, you’ve got a terrible fantasy baseball team, and you’re looking for some sweet adds, aren’t you? Let’s get some deep cuts on your radar. 

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Welcome back, Razzies! I hope you’re having an awesome week. Myself? I’m dealing with a 7-year-old who just learned how much attention you can get by shouting swears non-stop. Fun! Except that’s not the word he’s saying. The best way to get people to think of an elephant is to tell them not to think of elephants. Us fantasy baseball writers do that all the time, except instead of elephants it’s “don’t draft catchers.” But I can’t stop talking about J.T Realmuto, you think to yourself. I still have a Willians Astudillo bobblehead. Don’t worry — if you can’t stop thinking about catchers either, I’ve got a recommendation below for you. On to the players! 

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Hoppy days, Razzfolx! Hopefully you’re in a post-Easter gastrosomnia, which is not a word I made up to excuse my post-meal naps extending well beyond the holiday itself. You should see my Hallowsomnia! It’s nougat filled. ENYWHEY. It’s a good week for some free agents, and I’m here to help you find the least-rostered, most-valuable players for your team. 

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Howdy Razzfolx! We’re moving along through April at a nice clip, and already my beloved Minnesota Twins are (almost) the worst team in baseball. Tough to be worse than the Rockies. But we’re there. But it’s a long season — in fact, 90% of the season is ahead of us. If you’re doing well in fantasy, then good. Keep it up! If you’re doing poorly, then don’t worry. There’s 90% of the season left to go! 

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Howdy doody, Razzfolx! I’m back from my annual pilgrimage to discover Japan’s finest convenience store food. I had a lot of fried chicken and udon, which paired well with chu hai while sitting under cherry trees. 

I’m happy to be back in the saddle for my award-winning (status: pending) weekly article, which I creatively titled “That’s What I Like.” Because I thought, “If I like something, and if Bruno Mars likes something, it’s probably good, right?” I tried searching for “Versace” on the Player Rate but all I got was “Verlander, Justin.” I don’t like that. So I changed my search criteria to “awesome players only” and the following guys popped out. 

Usual disclaimer: we are in small sample size season right now. Anthony Volpe is on pace to hit 80 home runs. Tommy Edman is on pace to hit 100 dingers. Like, grain of salt time, right? These players are best served for your teams that are waiting for a superstar to come back from the IL (see all my Acuna teams). Add at your own risk and discretion. 

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WAKE UP IT’S BASEBALL O’CLOCK. Maybe. I mean, I don’t know where you live or your time zone or whether you believe in the passage of time. But I know what you do believe in — at least if you’re here and not at RotoDongEmpire.com — is that you believe in hot takes. Your friends made fun of you for believing that hot sauce is the best toothpaste, yet here you are in the year 20 and 5×5 (fantasy baseball’s favorite year) with no cavities and a shiny set of implanted teeth made out of marble quarried from an Egyptian pharaoh’s tomb. Mmmmm, tastes like mummy juice. 

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