I am by no means a scout, but when in Port St. Lucie in late February, a Jarrett Parker batting practice session made me stop and take notice. His smooth, left-handed swing was depositing balls deep into the berm at Clover Park, and a player I was really only vaguely aware of was now on my radar.
Despite hitting a couple of solo home runs before camp shut down, 2020 doesn’t look to be the year that Parker makes his mark on the Mets. Parker is the type of perfectly cromulent signings teams make every winter: a veteran player with some tools that hasn’t found a way to stick yet comes in on a flyer.