By now we've all seen the giant pointy hunk of broken maple baseball bat fly through the air and stab Tyler Colvin in the chest.
Both Tyler and baseball are soooo lucky it wasn't just 6 inches higher, and I'm not just talking about lawsuits, which have already started in New York.
I'm talking about an injury with the potential to snuff out somebody's career for no good reason.
Baseball isn't like hockey, where they have to use skates even though people have been sliced open with the blades.
Baseball has a choice.
There's all kindsa wood out there, and ash has worked just fine since the game began.
Ban maple bats today.
If Bud Selig can't do it (he can't), then the Players Union can.
And if they won't, then the players should take it upon themselves to just not use them.
If I'm a Cub using a maple bat and a team leader, say Ryan Dempster, came by and said, "Hey asshole, don't use that." I think I wouldn't use it.
Let maple stay on the breakfast table in the form we all know and love: syrup.
Okay, enough about that (and Tyler Colvin I hope you're doing well).
Tonight Weird Carlos Zambrano and the surging Chicago Cubs can continue their late season rampage and help foil the playoff hopes of the San Francisco Giants, who are a measly .5 games ahead of Steve Garvey's former team, the San Diego Padres. So actually, since I still can't stand Steve Garvey if the Cubs lost but it was a good game I wouldn't mind terribly but don't tell anybody I said that.