Pitchers and Catchers Report!!!

As a Fanatical Fan of our National Pasttime...Spring Training can't get here quick enough for me!! Baseball fans everywhere are as giddy as a kid on Xmas Eve with the arrival of the 4 happiest words you can ever hear (besides "Clemens Goes To Jail")...and those 4 words ARE... Pitchers and Catchers report!! All over Florida and Arizona, Spring Training's about to be officially underway...which is a very good thing.

It'll be good to get back to some "ON FIELD" news as soon as possible, because yesterday, I about wanted to puke when I read the comments from the Commish, "Captain Comb-over", Bud Selig with regard to A-Roid's admission this week. He said Rodriguez has "shamed" the game, adding, "I am saddened by the revelations. What Alex did was wrong, and he will have to live with the damage he has done to his name and reputation." YOU'RE saddened are you?? As the man who's been paid to OVER-SEE the game of baseball throughout this entire embarassment of the "Steroid Era"...you're saddened are ya??? What a JOKE!!! He and thee owners (who pull the strings on this puppet) happily turned their heads thee other way while the ticket sales went up along with the home run numbers. You kill me Bud! You absolutely kill me!

Speaking of SHAMING the game... did you catch the headline about Darryl Strawberry and the book he has coming out in April?? Here's a few little tidbits: "We were the boys of summer. The drunk, speed-freak, sneaking-a-smoke boys of summer.

It was a rolling frat party . . . drinking, drugs, fights, gambling, groupies. Beer "was the foundation of our alcoholic lifestyle.

We hauled around more Bud than the Clydesdales. The beer was just to get the party started and maybe take the edge off the speed and coke.

The team's mantra on the road, he writes, was to "tear up your best bars and nightclubs and take your finest women . . . The only hard part for us was choosing which hottie to take back to your hotel room. Lots of times you . . . picked two or three.

As for how the Mets would kill time between innings, he relates how team members picked out girls from the stands for quickies. He once watched a pitcher march a frisky fan to a private room for sex: "I was jealous. When I saw her heading back to her seat, I gave her a sign. She smiled, turned right back around, and met me in that same little room . . . I had to be quick and run back out on the field.

Another time, "I was in the clubhouse, having one last quickie with this cute little Florida girl. The equipment manager, came in and caught us. He just stood there shaking his head while I finished up." Nice Darryl! Real nice!!