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Look What the Cat Dragged In
by alex ciepley
Apparently, I sleep through all the fun. Suffering through a bit of a chest and throat cold while camped out here in Anaheim, I took a brief nap mid-evening on the first night of the Winter Meetings. Sadly, I missed out on a scene I would've payed at least a nickel to watch: Rich Lederer in a crowd of reporters, holding court with superagent Scott Boras and grilling him on the Jered Weaver negotiations. Rich is the best, both sincere and filled with a sly humor, and his take on day one of the Meetings is a must-read.
As for me, I spent most of the evening in a daze. Not so much because of the baseball star-power in the room, but because I was fighting both four hours sleep and the aforementioned chest cold. There didn't seem to be a lot of news making the rounds in the lobby; maybe yesterday was just the warm-up act.
Jim Hendry did storm through the lobby at one point in the evening -- he was a larger presence than I expected, complete with entourage. He was filled with hurry last night, though, and appeared and disappeared within five seconds. Those 176 comments-worth of questions will apparently have to wait another day.