I had this grand plan to write a post this morning saying the Nationals would be wise to let Daniel Cabrera channel his inner Rick Vaughn and close, but then I go and see the Nats released him yesterday (and GM Mike Rizzo took some shots at him on the way out, nice). So instead, we'll have a little election at GTB today (no Mark, not that kind). Driving home last night, I heard Choice A on the radio and remembered how fucking good U2 can be when Bono's sheer presence isn't pissing me off:
But then I remembered Choice B and was instantly transported to a time when I felt only I knew of Metallica and how hard they rocked and I wasn't bombarded daily with cuts from the black album on MTV:
An extremely tough choice, and not that anyone cares, but I'll cast my ballot in the comments.