Thursday, September 28, 2006

pedro, shmedro

Not only is Bruce sitting in the House of Evil - in Steinbrenner’s personal seats no less - he’s admiring the wave, at least according to the caption.

But back to our main event. I made a comment on the Daily News blog earlier today that Pedro was this mythical creature to me this year. I saw 34 games in the regular season, and I never saw Pedro pitch once. It certainly wasn’t intentional; it just didn’t happen. And I realize I know [] this much about baseball, but frankly, I’m relieved in a way. I’m not happy that Pedro isn’t healthy, I’m just going to be happier not sitting there biting my nails while Willie tries to give him yet another chance to dominate.

[OOOOH! I was telling TBF the other day I’d managed to get through the entire regular season without using that word once.]