ABOUT CLIFF LEE.
Signs of baseball insanity: you go on vacation and find a baseball friend who will agree to text you the second there is (if there is) a Cliff Lee deal made while you are gone.
The text came at 8:56pm West Coast time, as we were finishing dinner. We got in the cab still chattering about it as we both logged on to the internet via various devices to rant and rave and commisserate. The cab driver says, “Are you two talking about baseball? Did something happen?”
Cliff Lee screwed up the betting odds last year before I could place my bets at the sports book, and now he’s done it again – not that I could bet for the Phillies anyway. Don’t worry, I am not going to trot out the “Well at least we can see Cliff Lee pitch often” platitude, I used up those coupons with Halladay.
My analogy was: “It’s like finding out that your boyfriend didn’t sleep with your best friend – but instead slept with your worst enemy.”