the sort of post I'd never admit to making.

Nomar Garciaparra has a broken bone in his right hand, and the Los Angeles Dodgers' third baseman might not be ready for Opening Day.


Really, we don't need to talk about my not-so-secret crush on Thanks, Beautiful, harbored for years whilst he played in Boston and I pined from afar in New York? I mean, it's marginally embarrassing, especially when you think of his propensity for injuring himself. There's only so many jokes a girl can make about pulling one's groin, okay? But he's playing for my coach now -- Joe Torre and Thanks, Beautiful! together again, together for the very first time! -- so I can come out with my love, and make all the references to bringing him water I've ever wanted to make. I am on board with the 2008 Dodgers! I am ready, rested and prepared to do this shit!


UNLESS HE IS ONCE AGAIN TOO BROKEN TO PLAY. DAMNIT, THANKS, BEAUTIFUL. GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME.