SF is stranded in St. Louis. New York and Boston are buried in powder. The sports page is devoted to some red-headed stoner and his “halfpipe.” The good news? Less than a week until pitchers and catchers. Anyway, I have other things on my mind. Consider the floor open to the subject of your choosing. A-Rod. Schilling. The WBC. Ice dancing. Men’s luge. Whatever.
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Open floor, eh? Ok, I have one for ya:
Aaron Small. Assuming one of the members of the Yanks’ rotation hurts himself during the season (not so unlikely, given their record over the past two or three years), does Aaron Small become a starter again and does how long does he keep up his winning streak?
That winning streak is over the first game he pitches, is my prediction. Either that or he has no soul, it had to have been sold off.
Wright and Clemens will start before Small.
Then there’s the new guy from Washington.
In 2 days 13 hours 5 minutes and 47 seconds, Small will be throwing in Tampa.
44 seconds