Isn’t it mystifying? A crowd rises and dances for a pinch hitter who’s slashing .234/.293/.391 with 38 runs, 48 RBI, eight stolen bases, and eight homers in 204 plate appearances — all to the soundtrack of an obnoxious kid’s song that threatens to get stuck in your head for days.
Not when it’s Gerardo Parra. In the age of endless stats and head-bashing analytics, Parra has something that doesn’t show up in the numbers. He’s got the vibe.