Cecchini is still a few years away.

Ruben Tejada has taken a big step back in his development this year. At times, he’s just been plain bad.

He’s hitting .209/.269/.264. He does have 10 doubles, which is good for second on the team, but that may speak more to the makeup of the roster than it does to Tejada’s extra base hitting ability. As a shortstop, a team will usually put up with a lack of offense as long as you play solid defense. But Tejada hasn’t done that.

He’s already made 8 errors (6 of them throwing) after making only 12 last year. A look at advanced fielding metrics, which is still somewhat of an inexact science, shows his rPM (Plus/Minus runs saved above average) at -7. I’m not going to pretend I know exactly how this is calculated, but it’s not good. His rPM last year was -3.

You don’t need a supercomputer to see how he’s struggled in the field, however.

The original Yogi.

This is the phase of Spring Training where we start to wring our hands and worry about injuries and try to predict who’s going to start on Opening Day.  Since I have enough to worry about in real life, I’m adopting a new philosophy – I’m not going to worry about baseball – at least not until the actual games are played.

Baseball is supposed to be a welcome distraction from the real world anyway – a chance to lose yourself in a sporting event for 3 hours.  So I’m just going to get into a “Lilting Flower” pose (or whatever that yoga pose is – I have hamstrings of concrete which prevent me from doing yoga anyway) and not worry about whether David Wright or Justin Turner or Richie Hebner will start at third base on Opening Day.

And I’m not going to worry about the outfield, which could be really bad, just like the 2000 outfield was on paper.  Besides, if Lucas Duda can keep hitting the ball the way he has lately in ST, maybe he can make us forget that he has the range of and Easter Island statue in left.

More importantly, what do the Mets bat weights look like this year?

Oh, and the bullpen is going to be better this year.  It’s in the Post, so it must be true.

So, Ohm and Kumbaya and let’s play ball already.