In a very upsetting turn of events, My Boyfriend Brian Roberts has been placed on the 15-day disabled list with a strained groin (...hee). This is upsetting for me both because, you know, he's my boyfriend, but also as an Orioles fan. He was doing awesome--batting .330, 9 stolen bases, 8 doubles. And this is all the more impressive when you consider how he ended last season. As recently as February people doubted he'd play Opening Day, and look at him now! Sigh.
Plus, there's the possibility that this will hurt his chances in All-Star balloting, which for some reason has already started (go here to vote--and vote Brian, because honestly, what other AL second baseman is more deserving?). I want him to be the All Star starter again, dammit.
I tried to look at this in a positive light. "Hey," I said to myself, "this means he'll have to rehab somewhere--probably Frederick or Bowie. Maybe I can get my picture with him, the way I did with Ex-Reserve Oriole Boyfriend Larry Bigbie [who, actually, is also on the DL in St. Louis]!" Then I checked the schedules for the Keys and Baysox. Both are away the weekend right before Brian could make his return. Typical.
Anyway, get better soon, Brian. I need you. The Orioles need you.
Current song in my head:
"Every Breath You Take" by the Police