It's Torre's birthday today, and Torii's as well. That joke doesn't work nearly as well in text as it does out loud.
I suck at reading medical Japanese, and the articles on Japanball indicate that Sadaharu Oh had his stomach removed as part of treatment for cancer. The discussions have been a little confusing.
Eric Byrnes played a new Home Run variation of beer pong yesterday.
Nick Swisher takes the high road, so to speak. I have to admit, though, if he's serious in that he didn't charge the mound because he was thinking of his teammates and the DL situation, that's as good as a Lackey tackle.
Almost every Salt Lake Bees player I saw in April has come up to the majors this year, the latest being Dustin Moseley, who made his major league debut last night in place of Jered Weaver, and was immediately optioned back down afterwards.
Nate Robertson, quietly one of my favorite lefties in baseball this year, started a blog, "Gum Time", a few weeks ago. I thought it was the high socks powering Detroit, but apparently it's actually their gum. I sent in a joking remark that the Tigers should get Shin-Soo Choo so they can have a Big League Choo to go with their Big League Chew.
Jim Caple has some heartwarming stories of life around the minor leagues.
John Brazer tells some amusing Phillies clubhouse stories. David Bell is good friends with Eddie Vedder?
You should all go read Fantasyland. Two and a half weeks left until book club! Trust me, you'll love it.