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My AL teams are grounded. Both of you stand in your respective corners and think about what you have done. Especially Josh Beckett and Todd Jones.

On the other hand, it looks like Clemens has finally signed with the Astros. Everyone on the planet is denying it, but whatever, that just means the ink hasn't dried on the contract yet (or, as a poster at Astros Daily put it, "If you even remotely attempt to read between the lines it should read 'Clemens' pen ran out of ink and we had to find a new one, sorry for the delay.'" Heh). Plsu, they finally managed to win today after sinking all the way down to .500. I am so wearing my Astros hat tomorrow.

Also, the answer to the spot starter conundrum is David Pauley, up from AA. I can't remember if I've seen him pitch for the Sea Dogs or not. Hope this one works out. Or he at least does better than Beckett.

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I found this quote at The Joy of Sox:

Francona said he told Wells after an aborted throwing session, "'Seems to me that if you thought you could pitch you'd be yelling at me.' And he says, 'Yeah.'"

Did you hear that little sound? That was my heart breaking into tiny pieces. Boomer too disspirited to yell is likely the saddest thing I will hear all day.