The Hot Commodity
So, yesterday…Adam flew to Jupiter. Well, technically, he flew to Charlotte, NC first and then to Jupiter, but who's keeping score? Actually, his knees probably are. Those dang airplane seats don't quite accommodate a 6'3" man like they do a 5'9" woman. So, 6 hours of traveling straight North and then South, instead of a direct flight East that could've taken 2 hours max. Sigh. Hey, it is what it is, and after all was said and done, Adam fell asleep safely in a Jupiter hotel with a new roommate named Coco. And not Kendall. Because I'm flying to Washington on Saturday…because originally, Adam was scheduled to be gone in Omaha and Colorado Springs for a 9-day away series with the Zephyrs…and I didn't want to be alone that long! Plus, I'm overdue on family time. Soooo, I'm still going home. Even though we did debate me flying to Jupiter with him instead. But $2,000 for 12 days in Jupiter (which is how long he'll be there) seemed absurd, so, we both agreed that Washington was where I needed to be…so there I'll be! If he were injured, that'd be another story. But he isn't. So yeah. Washington and Jupiter while the Zephyrs are in Nebraska. We got this country covered! Ha!
For the next 12 days, Adam will be at Roger Dean, resting his arm and rehabbing it back to life. Not that it's dead. Not by any means. But it's just really sore due to a combination of a new slider technique, the workload of a starter, and some freezing cold weather that stiffened his elbowish-area up. So, just to be on the safe side of things, the Marlins wanted Adam to Jupiter so they could check him out personally. Which, I can certainly appreciate. On Monday, he's scheduled to see the Marlins' doctor in Miami to go over MRI films that he had done today (Friday). They want to make sure that he's not damaged goods after all! Because, let's face it…Adam is a commodity (a hot commodity by my standards), just like any player in professional baseball. They're all worth something, and from a business standpoint, they've gotta keep their guys on the top shelf! Weird. Now that I think about it…beef jerky is a commodity. Puppy chow. Sunscreen. Clorox. Funfetti birthday cake…Adam. Ha!
Oh baseball.
You are crazy.
My toes should have blisters.
Because you keep me on them 24/7.
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