Can I yawn on someone’s face? The floors are moving up on prospects and ceilings are lowering. It feels like with the promotion of Alex Bregman the minor leagues lost a lot of high octane prospects. Moncada has a chance to be a 1st or 2nd round fantasy guy one day; Prospector Ralph has a fathead for Benintendi and I don’t mean a life-sized wall decal of Benintendi; Judge could hit 40 HRs and .210 and Manuel Margot, well, good but Padres. What I’m saying is the high minors are sorta depleted right now. I don’t see a huge rookie bat coming up this year. Next year might be an issue too depending on how well Brendan Rodgers progresses this year, but rookies are always going to surprise and, hence, their allure. That reminds me of a magazine that Cougs put into my bathroom that I’ve been subjected to reading when I forget my phone, it’s called Allure. The previous two sentences could’ve also been Pitbull lyrics, rhyming allure with Allure. Interesting iambic pentameter, Mr. Bull. So, all of this rambling preamble — preramble? — brings us to the gingie one, Clint Frazier. He was traded to the Yankees (with others) this past year for Andrew Miller. I love that deal for the Indians. On one hand, one of the best relievers in baseball. On the other hand, a lottery ticket. This gingie wasn’t one of those Powerball lottery tickets either. This lottery ticket looks to be one of those scratch-offs where you win $500 a year for ten years. Would you take $500/year for ten years? Sure, why not? Would you trade away a top five reliever for it? Unlikely, but I also might’ve mixed metaphors. Anyway, so what can we expect from Clint Frazier for 2017 fantasy baseball?
Please, blog, may I have some more? 
                         
                        