Another thing Manny does well: self-deprecating humor

So he walks into the clubhouse this morning, walks up to the lineup card posted on a support beam in the middle of the room and sees his name in the three hole, playing left field for the first time this spring.
“Left field?” he said, with feigned incredulity. “Are we TRYING?” Then, as he walked away, he shrugged his shoulders and said, “We’ll get ’em tomorrow.”