After a ton of speculating and negotiating, the Braves got Derek Lowe. What a letdown. I was really enjoying hating the Phillies a ton and now I'm going to have to expand the hatred-capacity in my brain. Don't get me wrong, I have always hated the Braves (always will), but they've become so...insignificant lately that I saved my hatred for them only when they played the Mets. I guess I can actually hate Lowe too, for teasing us fans for a few weeks. I would add Scott Boras to the mix, but we still need him to help us get Ollie Perez back in order to salvage this off-season when it comes to starting pitching (I'm not counting the signing of Tim Redding yet. I'm just not sure what he can bring).
To me, Lowe always seemed like a better idea than Ollie, just because of the consistency factor. Derek has it, Perez doesn't. Still, I'd rather them sign him than no one at all. According to Metsblog.com, Omar Minaya was always more interested in Perez than Lowe, but the front office disagreed. Apparently, the Mets are also looking into Randy Wolf (I'm all about bringing the Wolf Pack to CitiField...oops I almost wrote Shea) and Ben Sheets. Only time will tell my friends, but I really wouldn't have minded seeing Derek Lowe in Queens.
My movie Golden Globe picks were not stellar as I suspected, but I did do better on the TV ones. I loved Steve Carell's beard. I loved Eva(n) Longoria's dress. I love Tina Fey, but I hated her dress.