How refreshing that this year, we are spared gripping story lines such as, “Will anyone care how Stephen Piscotty hits?” (Maybe if you’re his dad), “Can Stephen Vogt hit within .050 points of his weight?” (Sadly, no), and “Will the A’s cycle through more forgettable players in a season than they ever have?” (Yes)
OK, there was some interest in checking out Kevin Smith and Cristian Pache, but by and large the most talented prospects were years away and everywhere you turned there was a Zach Logue on the mound, the tattered remains of a Jed Lowrie at the plate, and an embarrassing mish-mash of mediocrity fighting for the right to play 3B.