It's with great sadness that I officially announce my divorce from David Wright. With many long and wonderful years of playing "catcher and batter," he has inexplicably decided that three years was the most amount of time he could be with any one guy. Even with me trying to hold on, he is insisting that we part ways. I told him I'm not a quitter and will do anything in my power to savor one more memorable year with him by my side. Holding the first two picks of this years draft only brings up sad memories of me holding onto his two balls. Once I get through the agony of leaving him on the board so that he can whore around with some other guy, I think I will be ok. I may need Jose to comfort me tonight and reassure me that everything else will be ok.
In other news...
Here's what I saw on Stro's car yesterday:
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