
Yeah, us neither.
It probably helped to temper our expectations and dampen our mood over the weekend when we found out that the HUGE (YOOOGE!) news that Baseball Prospectus' Will Carroll cryptically hinted was coming over the weekend was something about Bloomberg getting involved with repackaging and reselling stats to MLB teams.
And not to say that we don't see how this could become an interesting topic of discussion, but...you know...when you say that there are going to be big announcements, we expect the imminent announcement that MLB will install exploding bases which will blow up when fielders attempt that "neighbourhood play" bullshit. (That would be kinda awesome.)
We're not entirely sure what the expect from this year's December confab in Indy, but we're not anticipating much. Maybe lots of heat about Halladay, but not much light.
(Speaking of Halladay, we had a dream about him last night, which is weird. It involved us following him and his family to church on an old bicycle, except that they were going to church in rural New Brunswick. And in the dream, we learned that Brandi Halladay was to blame for everything, and refused to move to Arizona. We're not saying that this means anything more than that we have some latent misogyny in our subconscious. But we share everything else, and it seemed wrong not to share this.)
We fully expect that this week will provide us with unending lukewarm stove tidbits, like the guys that the Jays will be signing to minor league contracts, or the Rule 5 draftees. (If we're lucky, the Jays may root out another DeWayne Wise or Corey Thurman...think of the possibilities!)
When Paul Beeston speaks, bad stuff happens
David Wade of Baseball Digest Daily reports that things went pear-shaped for good Canadian boy James Paxton when Paul Beeston bumbled his way through a Globe and Mail interview explaining why the good Canadian boy didn't want to sign with the hometown team.
Oh, Beest! The more we see of him, the more he reminds us of Hrundi V. Bakshi, Peter Sellers' vaguely offensive and mishap-prone character in The Party.