Idiots Write About Sports

Jason and I bought tickets for the World Baseball Classic when it’s down in Anaheim in March. Or rather, Jason bought the tickets, and I owe him money for my strip of seats. Uh… check’s in the mail, buddy!
(Psssssttt… no one tell Jason where I live.)
So anyhow, we’ve got our tickets and, setting aside some of the event’s more eye-rolling aspects — Mike Piazza hopes to bring the trophy back to his beloved homeland of… Italy? — we’re pretty excited about going to the World Baseball Classic.
Now if only there will be a World Baseball Classic still around for us to attend. (Thanks to Bob Timmermann’s The Griddle for the preceding link.)