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I left Saturday's Fan Fest early, so I missed the part where Milton Bradley charmed everyone's socks off. Seeing that Barry Bonds finally signed with the Giants again makes me wonder if Milton Bradley might get a similar treatment from the free agent market next year: only one team knows how to handle you--you better stay there.
That's assuming that Bradley doesn't blow up in Oakland this year. And that he stays healthy. And that he doesn't get blamed for accidentally spilling too many coffee cups on teammates.
I am still busy holding Bobby Kielty Prisoner, so I haven't had time to comment further on Fan Fest, or on Justin Duchscherer, or the latest on Kirk Saarloos (again). I hope that this, too, shall pass, so these words that build up like magma under my dome may one day be released, without too much violence.
"Major League Baseball, uh? Rigghhhht."
As for a Far Side type caption: Guess which one is juiced?
goooood caption ....
My suggestion ....
"my posse is gone ... now its just you and me, ball"
Well, that's what I imagine about an outfielder such as he, anyways. Out in left field, alone, with thousands upon thousands just far enough away (and yet too close, too).
The outfield is his liability and his haven, as he doesn't have to dodge reporters there, be surly to anyone, or have to answer to anyone. Yet, he can't really do much good out there, either: just hope it isn't hit in the gap where he might look foolish in his inability to get there (or still look foolish in actually getting there).
Ah, but for spring and the time to be out alone in left field...
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