Monday, March 08, 2010

Enough About Carlos Santana Already

[Homer and Bart are chasing the rolling rotisserie pig. It rolls through some bushes]

Homer: It's just a little dirty! It's still good, it's still good!

[the cart falls off the edge of a drainage culvert, and the pig floats down the stream]

Homer: It's just a little slimy! It's still good, it's still good!

[the pig reaches a dam at the end of the stream and plugs the drain hole. The water pressure builds up behind it, until it launches out of the hole into the air]

Homer: It's just a little airborne! It's still good, it's still good!

Bart: It's gone.

Homer: I know.

When I heard about Russell Martin's not-definitely-but-probably-caused-by-too-much-weightlifting injury yesterday, my first thought was, Certainly we must have a talented minor leaguer who can spell Martin for a few weeks. And I wasn't thinking about A.J. Ellis. Then I remembered: Carlos Santana is in the Cleveland organization.

And I had to remind myself that he's gone. And he ain't coming back (at least not until he's 38, when the Dodgers will sign him to a multi-year contract). He may be the next Johnny Bench, but he's gone. This isn't about Casey Blake, who, indeed, has proven himself quite valuable to the Dodgers. It's just one fan's thinking-out-loud attempt to remember that flying pig.

Elsewhere: A.J. Ellis’ Big Opportunity (Mike Scioscia's Tragic Illness)

Simpsons transcription from IMDb