First Rickey Henderson, now Fidel Castro. Good God, who’s retiring next? Julio Franco?
Castro was reportedly looking forward to spending the summer at Pro Player Stadium watching the Marlins, but then he heard that because of America’s crypto-colonial system of imperialistic labor subjugation, Miguel Cabrera and Dontrelle Willis were traded to the Tigers. “No D-Train, no justice, no peace!” he said through an interpreter.

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* BP’s Clay Davenport says Giant non-roster invitee Bartolome Fortunato pitched 18 1/3 scoreless innings in Dominican winter ball.
* SMALL PRINT UPDATE: Now listening to Bob Dylan’s Time Out of Mind, which won the best album Grammy in 1998 and was widely hailed as a huge comeback for him. I don’t get it. I don’t mind his Howlin’ Wolf rasp, and I generally like the spare, sharp production (Daniel Lanois), but I can’t get past the lyrics. Dylan strings together one cliche after another, and the results are often embarrassing. “Make You Feel My Love” is a synth-pop ballad more appropriate for Michael Bolton. What’s worse, the songs often stretch for six or seven minutes, adding excess to the vagueness. “Highlands,” built around a hazy encounter with a waitress in a diner, goes on pointlessly for sixteen plus. Enlighten me: how did this album get so much praise?
About the album: I agree 100% about it. I didn't think it was his best work and the blinded praise thrown on it was ridiculous back in the late 90's. I guess just because it has Dylan's name attached to it makes it an instant classic in the mind of many reviewers?
Who is Fortunato besides being the fortunate one?