Well, I figured this would happen some day, didn't you?
A Steve Bartman movie ("Steve Bartman Catching Hell")
Maybe one of the most agonizing moments of all time but whatever.
Here's what I drew at the time:
April 20th at the Tribeca/ESPN Sports Film Festival.
It's a documentary, so I guess nobody'll be saying, "Why did they cast Paul Rudd to be Bartman? It shoulda been that guy who plays Freddie Krueger."
I'm still sick of the whole deal, and I still contend that had it been me sitting in that seat on that day with the Cubs up and Prior on the mound and the World Series right over there and the gigantic party atmosphere in Chicago going on, I totally woulda reached up too.
Anyway, there's that to look forward to.
Meanwhile, back on the field Carlos Silva's stock, despite his "best" showing the last time out, seems to be falling while Andrew Cashner's seems to be going up.
By now I think we're all thinking Randy Wells is a lock, which is fabulous.
And if you didn't read "Why are the Yankees scouting Carlos Silva?", well you should and also hope Yankee GM Brian Cashman didn't.
Wouldn't break my heart to see Silva go away and then maybe I never ever am reminded of Milton Bradley ever again.
I apologize for my tardiness of late.
It's extremely busy.