Outfielder Daniel Robertson is one of those guys who fans can see every spring training. The guy busting his tail every play at some sleepy, half-attended ballpark in Arizona or Florida in March, fighting for a roster spot even though the odds are against him. The guy wearing No. 99 instead of No. 9.
His spring training is not a laid-back, seven-week retreat at a sunny venue with a gradual incline to the start of the regular season, where a roster spot on the big-league club is comfortably waiting for him.
His job in the spring is to fly into camp and immediately try to run through a brick wall.