MacGyver on the Mets or something...whatever.

Okay, so some writers invoke MacGyver purely to fill space and this completely unintelligible article from the New York Newsday. Something about El Duque, bubble gum, and a paperclip. Sounds like a Cuban orgy. *sigh* Is it because I don't care about baseball? Does anyone? Why are we still watching men in stripy pajamas play with their sticks and balls? Ladies, will you please stop having sex with these guys? Then no one will aspire to play baseball and we make sure articles like this will only be studied by grad students in post-post modernist literature a couple of decades from now.

Here's the article. Let me know if it makes any sense to you.