I hate to breathlessly follow the ongoing saga of our boys, Wood and Prior - an epic I can only think to call Arm-ageddon - but I find myself unable to resist. Here's the latest from Larry Rothschild on today's side work:

On Wood:

Basically, there were no problems at all and he felt good....I thought he did as much as you'd expect him to do and probably a little more.

On Prior:

There's still a little discomfort there...It's considerably better, which is basically what we expected. We'll let the medication keep working...We'll let that take its course and keep monitoring it and see where we go once he's gotten all the medication in him.

The report on Kerry sounds very positive, and it seems like he's on track, but it looks like they're going to shut Prior down for the next two days to let him complete his course of meds.

I know there's still a lot of time, and the good news from way back is that The Franchise has experienced no actual damage to his elbow or component parts, but every time I hear news that isn't entirely positive about his situation I start thinking of Radiohead's Paranoid Android:

The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomit

Maybe I need to start keeping a bucket next to my desk.