Stephen Strasburg twisted his knee shagging fly balls yesterday. They say it wasn’t necessarily serious, but he “heard a ‘pop’ in his knee and crumpled to the ground” and is being sent to L.A. to be examined by an orthopedist. This is the best part:
Anyone else get an image of Rizzo crouched in the fetal position on the floor behind his desk, rocking back and forth and repeating “this is not happening . . . this is not happening . . .” as his cell phone rings constantly?