Athletes say they don't look back, ever.
Thus, it is safe to theorize the demons doing wind sprints in Nomar Garciaparra's head right now. Starting with, "Man, I'm glad I got married, otherwise the last 18 months would completely suck." [Ray Ratto - full story]
As any good baseball fan knows, former Red Sox
shortstop Nomar Garciaparra suffered what could end up being a season-ending groin injury on April 20th during the third inning of a Cubs 3-1 victory
over the Cardinals
. I hate to harp on the guy because I actually liked him until he got that chip on his shoulder when they tried to trade him to get A-Rod. Nomar was supposed to be the face of the franchise, playing out his whole career in Boston, and less than a year after he leaves, the Sox have managed to win the World Series, while he gets to spend a very long 2-3 months at home thinking about the big payday he will likely never get. The Sox tried to keep him, offering him a 4-year deal prior to the 2004 season but he declined, hoping to up the ante during his contract year. He elected for minor surgery
and no, he doesn't use steroids
. He's just really unlucky, unlike Romber
(did you see today's episode
?!). But I digress. Oh well. Poor nomah.