Old cranks are gonna crank. The boys are drinking sour spicy cocktails about getting in the last word. The drinks suit the mood as they break down the free agent signings that weren't. They lament the missed opportunities of Castellanos, Story, and Suzuki. They half-heartedly celebrate the signing of Joc Perderson and others whose names I forget. Finally they ask the only question that really matters: how good is this team anyway? (Pretty good, it turns out.)