Cesar Carrillo and the Little Mac references.

I talk fantasy baseball, redemption, and why you should never just shut down a college pitcher suffering from elbow problems. Cesar Carrillo got lit up today. But there's more to the story.

At least I think there is.

I bet you thought I couldn't write 300 words on the Reds 22nd prospect?

Even if you didn't? I know you would have. For you have no idea about the sheer pulse-pounding magic that is Chris Heisey. He is the next Nelson Cruz, after all.

Or failing that? Eric Byrnes.

Feel the magic.

I have to tell you something.

Read Hugging Harold Reynolds tomorrow. I'm not going to tell you the exacty whys and wherefores? But suffice it to say it will be the usual brand of quasi-amusement. I'm going to tell you now. Set your comedy levels to seven. You will enjoy yourself.

I can only do my best...

And even if I was a DeAngelo Williams non-believer, I'm in a league where 1 TD is worth 150 total yards. Tampa Bay allowed one all year.

And as I was talking with OM D Q my season would not have ended if one of at least eight things have happened. Suffice it to say, Marques Colston was 18 more yards away from me escaping with the duke. Or if I started Heath Miller. Or if the Rams knew how not to compound their fuck-ups...

Yadda, yadda, yadda, I found myself hating fantasy football all over again. And that is why I am late with this bebop.

Milwaukee has secret stadium sauce. I will marry it if neither one of us is bethrothed when we are 35.