If Major League Baseball teams were kids sitting down to open their presents together this Christmas morning, how long would it be before someone started crying and/or punched the Los Angeles Dodgers square in the nose?
We're talking Ralphie-against-Farkus-style rage here, folks.
Some teams still are waiting on their stockings to gain a single lump. Others will be attempting to sing the praises of socks and underwear. Even solid additions, such as three veteran starting pitchers to join a staff that had developed an annual innings shortage, can look a little skewed when one kid gets the PlayStation 5 — remember when there was just one?