This is really bringing me back, circa July 2014, when we sucked but we had all those awesome prospects and everyone was like, "Where are all of these shortstops going to play!?" And the answer was, as its always been, wherever the hell we want to play them. That was one thing I dreamed on, even more than the dongs... "Oh my god, we are going to have Gold Glovers everywhere." This was before we realized that Schwarber was the King Dongsmith and our minds quickly shifted to all of the dongs. We've really come full circle since the Russell trade, though. After that trade, we had all these awesome shortstops that were gonna gobble up everything. We argued for days about which one had to move to third and which one to second. At the time, Bryant was irrefutably The Dongsmith. His future position was less clear. Some didn't think he could stick at third. Others thought it would be a waste to have him patrolling the outfield. It turns out, he can play third, and he if he has to play the outfield, he will be a badass out there too. And he's going to have a ton of value wherever he plays. But, we still agreed, it was great to dream on that defense we were going to trot out. But, things shifted from the thought of all these amazing defenders playing all over the field. For one, Starlin and Javy proceeded to suck. Eventually, it was like, oh, so trading for Russell was a great idea, because none of our other shortstops even deserve a spot on the roster. So it looked like Bryant was staying at third, by default, even though he showed himself well there anyway. And then Schwarber unleashed his mammoth dongs all over the National League. And we began to recognize the power of the dong was enough to overcome all. So now we are without our beloved dongsmith Schwarber temporarily. And, yet, we are back to where it all began: too many Gold Glovers and not enough positions to play them. Oh, boohoo, we are going to have to move our solidly above average third baseman out to the outfield so we can play one of the better shortstops in the league at third, where he is a whirling death machine with his glove and arm. The Castro/Zobrist swap complicates things a little. And Jorge sucks. But, oh yeah, we also have Jason Heyward now. Still, this thought should hold up: We are living what we dreamed about for years. We are there. It all happened. And it is even more glorious than we ever imagined.