We all believe in Grey. That is why we are here. It is why we read every recap, every buy/sell, and why we all spend hours, and countless reams of paper, printing Grey’s rankings. We want to dominate our fantasy baseball drafts and our leagues and do everything in our power to humiliate and destroy our friends (which is what true friendship is all about).

Razzball was built on the power of Grey’s Greydar and his ability to spot fantasy baseball studs before anyone else. It works because Grey’s Greydar is a million times better than anyone else’s Greydar since he is Grey and everyone else is not. Keep in mind, however, that ranking players is not black and white. There are many shades of grey, which explains why Grey is the best Grey there is.

Nevertheless, even the best will have a few misses when ranking hundreds of players. This is why I have been tasked with questioning the Greyness of Grey’s great Greydar, specifically the players that Grey may have overrated for this upcoming season. We are calling this analysis: Over the Greydar.

In this first installment of Over the Greydar I focus on the high-end starting pitchers that I think Grey may be a little too high-end on this season:

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This is not the only reason I think Josh Donaldson is overrated, but this is a fun one.  Surrounding Donaldson in the Jays lineup is–Sorry, I just started giggling uncontrollably.  Okay, okay, OKAY!  Get it together, Grey!  Surrounding–*giggle* Damn, it’s tough for me to get through this.  Okay…*talking fast*  Curtis Granderson, Justin Smoak, Kendrys Morales, Tulo, Yangervis, Devon Travis, Randal Grichuk and sometimes Y.  The Y in this case is spelled why and it’s Steve Pearce.  Yo, the Jays getting the Giants’ leftovers?  Brian Sabean would even shudder at this hodgepodge of harsh-my-mallows and be like, “Nah, kid, they’re on the wrong side of ugly.”  The Jays would be better off promoting every minor leaguer in their system whose last name starts with Guerr– and be done with it.  (There’s three of them, by the way.  I’m thinking the Jays might draft alphabetically.)  Their minor lea-Guerrs, so to speak.  Anyway, why is Josh Donaldson overrated for 2018 fantasy baseball?

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Sometimes you write a fantasy baseball overrated post and think, “Grey, you’re like Coolio but instead of Medusa braids, you got brains and such.”  Other times, you think, “You’re a Foolio who can’t even think of something to go with brains.  ‘And such?’  How about ‘dumb much?'”  With this Elvis Andrus overrated post, I legit don’t know if I’m being smart or stupid.  It feels smart, but maybe it’s a blindspot and I’m just being dumb.  It’s definitely not reassuring that I don’t know if I’m being smart or stupid by calling Elvis Andrus overrated.  Jerry Lee Lewis would definitely think it was smart, and might add in Elvis was also bloated.  “That Memphis porker grabbed my spotlight with his peanut butter-stained fingers and loosey-goosey hips.”  That was Jerry Lee Lewis at the Rock ‘n Roll Hall of Fame.  By the by, Jerry Lee Lewis is alive, and only 82 years old.  That is news to everyone.  Never the hoo, I’ve never seen a career year that I couldn’t squash and Andrus’s previous year is no different.  Anyway, why is Elvis Andrus overrated for 2018 fantasy baseball?

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Yup, I’m going for the stars of schmohawks this year.  What fun is it pussyfooting around saying some guys are overrated whom no one is drafting?  By the by, there’s millennials right now squinting at my use of pussyfooting, thinking, “That’s not a very woke word.  Can’t we make that word more cisgender, non-binary?  How about codpiecefooting?  Ken Doll’s groinfooting? An innie-on-the-no-no-touch-area-footing?”  However you want to get to that word is on you.  Or is it “howmever?”  Never the hoo!  Carlos Correa is the latest guy to get clowned and frowned on.  To get the sour candy face.  To get the head nod, then when I pass them, I fart.  All that’s left to draft in the first two rounds is Mike Trout and Jose Altuve.  Mea culpa, my Latin friends.  Ain’t how I drew it up originally, but the more I dug into the numbers it was where I ended up and…*bangs phone*  Why did Waze take me down a dead end?!  So, what can we expect from Carlos Correa for 2018 fantasy baseball and what makes him overrated?

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*karate chops the air* HiiiiiiiiiiYA!  Chopping down overrated players with the quickness and I’ve set my sights on Tommy Pham.  Speaking of karate, you have to bow if your opponent bows, right?  So, I’d be a World Karate Champion by bowing non-stop with a sneak attack worked in.  They’d call me, Bowing Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and I’d be fierce.  *wavy lines signaling dream sequence*  I bow, opponent bows, I bow again and opponent knocks me out with one kick.  *wavy lines signaling end of dream sequence*  Damn, I can’t even make myself a karate champion in my dreams.  You know what?  I don’t need kay-ROT-té!  I have fantasy baseball!  However, what I don’t have on my fantasy baseball teams this year is Tommy Pham.  “Land mine, right ahead!”  That’s the remake of the Titanic after a nuclear holocaust and someone and someone accidentally merges the Titanic wiki page with Princess Di’s.  By the way, imagine watching Survivor after a nuclear war.  “Um, yeah, so they’re starving, so what?  So am I!”  Am I the only excited for the new season of Survivor?  Prolly, unless a time traveler from 2002 is reading this.  Any hoo!  I didn’t think I was gonna have to write this post, but I see some very smart fantasy baseball people being trip-wired by Pham, so I need to lift the haze.  Illuminate the love story in the genre-bending, The Crying Game, and make the world less Phambiguous.  Ignite a roadside flare in your brain.  So, what can we expect from Tommy Pham for 2018 fantasy baseball and what makes him overrated?

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I know the consensus opinion of the worldwide web aka internet aka 4chan aka Russian bots on Twitter.  Saying Aaron Judge is overrated is not going to be a popular opinion.  I may as well go to a Kiwanis club on vet night and tell them they fought in The Great War so we could now have Lady Doritos, then tell them I refuse to eat Lady Doritos until we have non-binary Doritos.  “This Spicy Not-Ya-Sex chip is delicious.”  That’s me eating non-binary Doritos.   On the bright side, finally, we can do a baby reveal party with Doritos.  That would be as popular as calling Aaron Judge overrated.  Walking into a Korean spa and telling the owners I was there to check for hidden cameras would be greeted more enthusiastically.  Standing behind the counter at Chipotle, announcing there’s no more avocados, would be greeted more warmly.  Saying Aaron Judge is overrated is a real pickle.  However, for Christmas, I got a sous vide machine and I’ve made pickles every weekend for the last six weeks, so I drink up your pickle!  I drink it up!  Wow, that sounds very wrong.  Keeping with the recurring theme that wasn’t recurring until right now, Aaron Judge is butter pickles.  Could be sweet, but I don’t like sweet pickles.  I like them shizzes sour.  Then again, I’m sour on Judge, so I should be all right with him; I’m not, though.  So, why is Aaron Judge overrated and what can we expect from him for 2018 fantasy baseball?

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My esteemed colleagues at Yahoo have put out their 2018 fantasy baseball rankings.  I think I’m using the word colleague incorrectly.  Does colleague mean someone you’re in a league with?  Yes?  No?  Okay, let’s move on.  I might be using esteemed wrong too.  Know what?  We’re moving on!  The Yahoo 2018 fantasy baseball rankings are out; I’m sure about that after consulting with my hair stylist, Jeffrey, at SuperCuts.  I said to Jeffrey (don’t shorten it), “Do I have dandruff, Jeffrey?”  Jeffrey, digging through my full, lustrous mane, “Why do you think this horrible thing, Mr. Grey?”  I replied, “I saw how low Yahoo ranked Cody Bellinger and I began to demonically scratch my head.”  After a three-hour explanation of who Cody Bellinger was, what fantasy baseball is and the ins and outs of Yahoo fantasy baseball, Jeffrey responded, “That is not dandruff, Mr. Grey.  I shaved my hair and donated it to a sculpture at Miami’s Art Basel, and that Cody Bellinger ranking makes me scratch my head too.”  Thrilled I didn’t have a disease of the dry scalp, I was still left puzzled by some of Yahoo’s rankings.  So, I figured be a Pisces and jam.  For this post, I will be looking at the consensus Yahoo 2018 fantasy baseball rankings vs. my own 2018 fantasy baseball rankings.

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Our 2018 Razzball Commenters Leagues are in full signup mode.  I even heard there were a few people from Anonymous that signed up!  They said, “To the world, I’m Anonymous, just another white man who sits in parking lots with binoculars watching women.”  Man, that Anonymous guy is depressing!  As we always do about this time, I eviscerate the haters and complicators!  I eviscerate the not-knowers and the over-knowers!  I eviscerate the ESPN goers and the garden hoers!  I overuse a word like eviscerate that I just learned!  I am the Fantasy Master Lothario (don’t abbreviate it) and I’ve come for your children!  See, because blog writing doesn’t pay so well, I’ve taken a second job as a bus driver, so I’m literally here for your kids.  Like a baller!  A shot caller!  An “I’m outside of Hot Topic at the maller!”  My eviscerating (I’m conjugating my new word!) today comes at the expense of ESPN and their 2018 fantasy baseball rankings.  To the tune of Baby Blue (Feat. Chance the Rapper) by Action Bronson:

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