You're One Too

During the Astros-Brewers game tonight, an errant fastball from Roy Oswalt (f him!) drilled Damian Miller squarely in the noggin. The beaning caused Miller's second concussion in the last two weeks and his third of the 2006 season. Though stunned, the girzzled veteran backstop eventually sat up, opened and closed his jaw a couple times, and said, "I'm o.k. I'm fine." The he got up and walked off the field. I'd bet anything that before he took his uniform off he was lobbying the trainers to let him to play tomorrow.

That makes me feel like such a pussy.