How’s it going, World Baseball Classic? I guess you’re getting ready to do your thing and try to bring a little baseball goodness to the dreary winter months. That’s really nice of you.

Thing is–and I’m really sorry to be the one to tell you this–no one cares. I mean, I guess I can’t actually speak for everyone in the world, but no one I know cares. Maybe someone in Venezuela cares, assuming they aren’t too busy getting Lasik eye surgery.

So, if you could stop sending me emails telling me that tickets are on sale, I’d appreciate it. It makes you seem kinda, ya know, desperate and pathetic.

XOXO,
Red Hot Mama

When Clearly It’s Brad Thompson

I was reading this ESPN article about the Cardinals crowded outfield when I stumbled over this sentence.

Chris Duncan appears ready to reclaim playing time coming off cervical surgery.

Wait, what? Doesn’t one need a cervix to have surgery performed on it?