And in other news, I just found out we traded Carlos Silva for Milton Bradley and now need to buy Jack Zduriencik lunch. I’ll wait my turn behind the M’s chef, who likely had his workload cut in half with Silva’s departure.
Man, what a week. And I wasn’t even in the area to be a part of it. First Chone Figgins, then Cliff Lee, and now the departure of Silva and subsequent arrival of Milton Bradley.
I’ll admit I’ve never thought much of Milton Bradley. He has a reputation as a troublemaker and has been inconsistent as all hell throughout his career. But damn if I don’t love him like a son today. I feel like Randy Quaid and his buddies in Major League II. You know, when the Indians sign Jack Parkman before the season starts. One of those guys admits to hating Parkman prior to the team acquiring him, then professes his newfound love for the catcher as a result of his uniform change. That’s basically how I feel about Milton Bradley now.
With all due respect to Bradley, this has little to do with him. Carlos Silva could have been swapped for a no-armed shortstop and nobody would mind. The fact that we gave up $9 million to rid ourselves of his cholo girth matters not. Strap a cowbell around his neck, give him a good smack on the behind, and send him on his way to Chicago. Let them deal with him. I’m just glad to see him go.
Anyhow, give me a day to catch up on the local sports news and I’ll be back writing within the next couple days. I’m in the process of finishing up this laid-back vacation and gearing up for Christmas, too. Hope all of you are getting a few days off for the holidays, and let’s all get down on our knees and worship at the altar of Lord Zduriencik until the season starts. It’s a great day to be a Seattle sports fan!