Despite the dizzying heights of September call-up time, I'm unplugging this weekend. Rather than lament Player X's playing time; I'm going to Vegas for a spousing ceremony with my old lady. She's a patient one, putting up with more baseball than the law allows. Not to mention endless keyboard clacking/iPhone devotion. Why not make an honest woman out of her?
As a result, it'll slow around here until next week. Sadly, the Area 51s are out of town. That means no opportunity for me to "scout" Brad Eamus or any other marginal