In ye Olden Days, the season seemed to open in KC and there were metaphorical rugburns aplenty. I found nothing to encourage my wanting soul over the weekend, and feel rather unhappy about the state of things.
Saltini ( I refuse to learn how to spell his name until he gets a hit) was disappointing.
Even Carl Crawford had gone corporate. He must have spent half of his 2011 salary getting the bad ass tattoo faded from his neck. What next, John Beckett going all Gwyneth Paltrow in a guest star turn on Glee?
Anyhow, Mitch Albom, or whatever that guys name is looked ok on one day before they shut the lights off.
Finally, Dale Arnold is several cuts above John "I'm John Rish" Rish, so there's that. He's a real pro and his skill showed up for the two games he called over the weekend.