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It's a strange place on the other side. I venture over there, among the mad people, only occassionally. Like today, to read about the Beckett deal.

It's as if the hated baseball franchises in the world are playing a different game. It's as if they've created a different world where nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. This from some Bill Simmons for ESPN:

Speaking of Lowell, I'm excited for this aspect of the trade -- has there ever been a Red Sox player making nine million a year who carried no expectations whatsover? If he stinks, well, he's supposed to stink -- he's the lemon we had to take to get Josh Beckett.

Can you imagine the Brewers dropping nine million dollars on a "lemon." Even for the Red Sox that's a large chunk of cash. Yet Red Sox fan Bill Simmons sees the silver lining that no rational baseball fan could see. Stranger than fiction, I say. It would be nice if something made sense for a change.

I never get bummed out about trading prospects for established guys -- if anything, I much prefer this route over rolling the dice with could-be's and would-be's. You just never know with prospects

Yes, why make it when you can buy it.

"Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.
"I don't much care where-" said Alice.
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.
"-so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.
"Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough."