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Look, I know it's his nickname. And I know that's what they call it when someone's taken out of the lineup at the last minute.
But seriously, when Ivan Rodriguez has to miss a Tigers game because of injury, do they really have to write a story with the headline:
Please. Now I've got this whole other mental image that I could have gone my entire life without. Thank you so much, you sportswriter numbnuts. I'm goin' to bed. I can only imagine what sort of dream will wake me up screaming tonight. Bah.
Great post, Girthy! Keep it up!