A bunch of the boys are whoopin’ it up in the desert made famous by Frank and his friends. A rollicking happy place where the scotch flows and the golf courses never end. A land of breathtaking mornings and gorgeous nights. A world where the stars shine brighter than spotlights.
And finally, and most impactful for many … a town where the women are so eager because most of the other men are “gay, gray or leaving on Tuesday.”
Yes, welcome to the California desert. It’s nice to be there.
Oh, wait. They went to Palm Springs to talk about baseball. Riiiigggghhhhttt.
As the elbow or hip of a Haren, and the brain or muscle of a McCarthy are on many minds, they can escape for a warm dip, a cool glass, and a quick nine.
So, with all that out of the way, let’s get rambling … and do so for the first time in a while …
• The harmful hip of Haren may reach the a certain level of “Hot Stove Talk” that it goes down in Cubs lore with Roberts and Peavy.
• I’ll tell you … I am intrigued by Shawn Mar