If Johan Santana is to be traded, he wants to be traded now.
It is now being reported that Santana and agent Peter Greenberg have informed the Twins that the lefty would not waive his no-trade clause once the season starts. I have Greenberg’s cell but I’m not calling him at 1:15 a.m. to try and confirm this.
Meanwhile, the Gaylord Opryland is a nightmare of a hotel. They actually print out a map to get to your room when you check in. Here was my route:
Walk 100 yards to an escalator, go up a flight. Go to another escalator and up another flight. Take a specific elevator up two floors, take a right and your room is down that hallway.
It was there – once I walked past 110 rooms. In the time it took me to check in and get to my room here, I could have checked in and played half a shoe of blackjack at The Palms in Vegas.
There is good news, however. When you place your wakeup call, you can have a “popular country music artist” deliver the message. The choices are Trace Adkins, George Jones, Vince Gill, Pam Tillis, Kellie Pickler, Montgomery Gentry or Wynonna.
I have 4,072 songs in my iPod. None by any of those people. Is Montgomery Gentry a person or a department store?
Give me Steve Earle or Hank Williams. I’d settle for Tim McGraw even.
It’s going to be a long week.