I’m starting to think that Johnny Damon really is the actual son of god...with Bill Mueller and Capitan ‘Tek as second cousins once removed.

Speaking of gods, the Baseball Gods are first-rate bastards. They know damn well that’s not what I meant by "excitement." They’re just lucky Matty wasn’t seriously broken, else I'd've kicked their incorporeal asses.

Yuck. SportsDesk last night took the opportunity to pull out the old Bryce Florie footage. Unfortunately, I’d briefly switched over to the Weather Channel so I’d missed the warning that they were going to do so. (I assume there was a warning, anyway. They warned us each time they replayed Matty getting clocked, and that’s far less graphic.) I passed on breakfast this morning.

Despite the cancelled flight and lost luggage, Manny From the ‘Hood had himself a 3-up, 3-down major league debut. Sweet. Is it too soon to start petitioning for this kid as our closer? Unlike some (::cough::Curt Schilling::cough::), he seems to have a solid grasp of the "third out" concept. Also, he just might be the cutest damn thing in the known universe (hey, it's not like ever had credibility in the first place, right?).