Ramón Laureano Has A Cannon Attached To His Right Arm

What. A. SEED. On a rope. Couple hundred feet, no bid deal. No bounces. Dead accuracy after a full sprint, took a second to square himself up and a quick double play. Hose. Cannon. Laser. Whatever your nomenclature, that was a fucking DART. Immediate flashbacks to Jose Guillen, Ichiro, Vlad, and every other peashooter the League has ever seen.