Does Joey Votto want to be here?
I don't mean in Cincinnati, where he seems to enjoy himself walking around wearing comfortable jackets with a great big dog on a leash. I mean, like, in baseball. His comments during his incredible season-closing streak (and his team's very bad horrible streak) lacked the usual playing-out-the-string insouciance. There was no "it's a team sport, but it's nice to play well," or "have to find the silver lining in a tough stretch." It was much more "this is not fun and terrible." Or "have you bastards even read Schopenhauer?"
I think about Joey Votto a lot.