Ow, My Labrum!

See, boys and girls. This is why we hold on to our Acorns. Because you never know. Because some youngin' who likes to drop it and drive it could hurt himself. Like, bad. Or another youngish pitcher, who hides the ball by hooking his wrist, screws the pooch against the Yankees and gets shipped to the 'Cuse. So I guess someone pink, round and efficient is the 5th starter by default. And, fandom? Step back from the ledge. This is bad, but not the season. We still have 6 and 1/2 months of freak and annoying injuries to live through.