"As we left the restaurant and stood on the curb waiting for the driver ... [Bradley] said, 'I know it's going to take some time and you have some work to do, but I want to be a Chicago Cub if you want me,'" Hendry said.
"I knew when I left that restaurant that night that he was our guy."
"I knew when I left that restaurant that night that he was our guy."
A couple things on my mind today:
- Milton Bradley has to be one of the players that I've hated the most in a Cubs uniform. I knew this was going to be the case ever since we signed him. It didn't help that he had Sammy Sosa's old number and position - maybe Milton should have corked his bat too. The most surprising thing to me in the Bradley saga wasn't his inability to connect with teammates, his underachieving nature, or his eventual use of the "race/hatred" card to explain things. It was that he finally explained things and apologized... THRU HIS MOM.
- Some new albums I've been taking into consideration: Taking Back Sunday's New Again album is a decent listen. Copeland [You Are My Sunshine], Owl City [Ocean Eyes], Ludo [You're Awful, I Love You], and finally Brand New's [Daisy] have been my listens of choice recently.
- I spend seven hours of my week in the car just driving to work.
- This is going to be a much better outlet for my thoughts than Twitter or Facebook because I can write whatever I want. No one else is watching...
- I will include a review of the Owl City concert and my thoughts about the Illinois football game on Saturday night... until next time.
