weird

I don’t want to make light of a grave situation. But like three years ago I got my then-girlfriend S. a stuffed bunny for Easter. (Or “around Eastertime,” I guess, it wasn’t really an Easter present). So of course I needed to name said bunny.

I was playing fantasy baseball at the time, and had recently picked up this little-known Toronto Blue Jays pitcher for the off the waiver wire. The pitcher was doing pretty well for me, so in his honor I named said bunny. His name was … Cory Lidle.

RIP Cory.