Injustice seekers are already queuing up to complain about the grave error in judgment that shall befall Daniel Nava before long.
Playing for the Red Sox like an all-star may not have its just rewards. He is not even on the All-Star ballot circulated by MLB. It's fairly easy to see why he hasn't a snowball's chance to appear as a starter in the July classic.
Nava could field right or left, and in a pinch be at first, but in terms of votes for All-Star, he is last in the hearts of fans.
It's hard to be an afterthought when you aren't thought of much at all.
Nava is one of those Red Sox players plucked from obscurity, but wallowing in it as far as making a name for himself. He is hitting, fielding, and showing all the gifts of the best players in baseball, but he is not what the game is fishing for.
Give baseball a Mike Trout, or even a dozen blowfishes, but forget about the S.S. Minnow of baseball, Daniel Nava.
While every baseball game is a three-hour excursion that sinks faster than Gilligan's ship, Nava has been left off the passenger manifest.
Nava can catch a ball hit to right or left, but can't catch a break.
If this season were a movie version of Field of Dreams, Nava would be disappearing into the cornfield. He's Moonlight Graham playing Shoeless Joe.
When film actor Claude Rains played The Invisible Man in 1932, he showed his face for all of five seconds at the end of the movie. Nava should be so lucky.
In the immortal words of James Bond, "Nava say Nava."