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Steven Strasburg. I never like it when baseball has one of those big bonus-baby, CAN'T-MISS draft prospects. It turns the game too much into college basketball or the NFL for my blood, endless obsession on ridiculously young men and all their "tools." This has been going on for a while for Strasburg, who has been called the best prospect ever for months and years now. (Apparently the Chinese team was terrified of him in the Olympics.) He's also supposedly really freaking smart too, which, honestly, translated from baseball terms, means "took more than 85 percents of his college tests all by himself." And he's owned by Scott Boras, which means we're going to read about 50,000 stories over the next two months about Boras' unreasonable demands and the Nationals' attempts to screw over their fanbase, and blah blah blah there really is nothing worse than baseball contract stories. The Nationals should skip out on signing Strasburg and spend their money on fixing their supposedly horrific press box that every sportswriter in America insists on telling us about in every story. Let's fight the real enemy, people.