There are not many things I hate more than plumbing. There’s the “great Troy Tulowitzki”, Rally Sally’s upper deck dancing and maybe a trip to the dentist but other than that I can’t think of anything else I detest more. So when I woke up this morning and saw all the women in my house hovering above me with what looked like a broken faucet handle I knew today was not going to be one of those days that I was going to enjoy. It’s Saturday and Spring Training games have begun. Man was not meant to spend the day curled under a sink with a pipe wrench and Teflon tape looking for leaks. But considering that one faucet in the bathroom upstairs has been broken since the National League Divisional Series with the Cubs I had probably used up all the delays I could think of. Curse you Josh Byrnes! Why couldn’t you invite me to Spring Training so I had an excuse for not having to do plumbing?

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