I Had a Specific Plan For This Blog...

But plans change.

I was going to pick a couple stories or two off MLB.com and give you some unbiased opinions like I've done in recent history.  But then I saw something on my Twitter feed from mlbtraderumors: White Sox Agree To Terms With Colon.

WHAT?!

Bartolo Colon is coming back?  I was hesitant to believe this since it came from MLB Trade Rumors.  Key word there is rumors.  Then I hit up WhiteSox.com again, and there it is.  It still says reportedly, but I'm sure the White Sox wouldn't allow it to be put up by an MLB.com reporter if it wasn't true.

I really didn't get to watch my Sox when Colon was on the team in 2003 because I was in San Francisco.  From what I've read, he didn't do too horribly.  However in recent history, he was injury-plagued.  He has back problems and only started seven games for the Red Sox last season.  Yes, he won the Cy Young in 2005 when he was with the Angels, but that doesn't mean much when you have back problems that have limited your playing time in the Majors.

There are conflicting opinions over at the WSI Message Boards regarding Colon's return.  One seems to be something to the effect of "WHAT IS THIS?! NOOOOOOOOO!"  One seems to be indifferent.  And one seems to be ok with this since it's low risk, potentially high reward.  Since the posters over there have proven to be incredibly knowledgeable, I trust their judgments, so I don't think I'm jumping on the "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" bandwagon.  However, if he pulls a Jose Contreras in 2007, then I'll be angry.  Jose was not the greatest player that season.  In fact, he was downright awful.

I'm really amused by many of the comments in that thread about Colon's size.  Someone commented that he's out of shape and aging.  Someone else said he was never really IN shape.  Someone else said "Round is a shape."  Another person commented that the concessions will do well with him arriving.  More commenting that the Sox will wear black more since it's more slimming than the pinstripes.  On other sites, I've read that pizzerias in the area need to watch out.  I'm easily amused, so I've been giggling hysterically while writing this.

Now that I've gotten that out of my system (the reaction to the signing, not the giggles.  Trust me, I'm still giggling), I no longer have a desire to write about some of the headlines on MLB.com.  But while watching ESPN earlier today, something not related to baseball came up on SportsCenter, and it's something that makes me incredibly angry.  So I'm going to finish this blog with a commentary on my pick for the worst person to ever play a professional sport: Michael Vick.

I despise that man more than anyone else, especially in that picture because it looks like he loves dogs.  I hate a lot of professional athletes because of certain aspects of their personalities and certain things they've done.  But Michael Vick takes the cake.  He is the epitome of what I hate.  Boiling it down, he's an animal abuser.

As you will learn if it's not yet clear, I'm incredibly opinionated.  Sometimes my opinions offend or anger people.  I've learned to deal with that because my opinions are just as valid as yours, even if I offend or anger you.  That being said, I believe child abusers, child rapists, and animal abusers should die.  Yes, I know it's a rather drastic opinion.  But the people who hurt children and animals are hurting those weaker than they are.

Back to Michael Vick.  I cannot imagine any circumstance where watching two dogs fight each other until one of them dies is entertaining or amusing.  These beautiful creatures were trained to kill, and people like Michael Vick give pit bulls the bad reputation that they'll maul anyone at any time.

Take a look at this picture.
That is my baby.  That's Deja.  Deja is a pit bull-Rottweiler-Australian shepherd mix.  I've seen her devour a bone in about 10 minutes because of her powerful jaw.  But because of the way she was raised and trained, the only person she would ever attack is someone who tried to hurt her family.