I love Duaner Sanchez. I'll vote for Pedro anytime he wants to run for anything. And this article by Ben Shpigel is enormously hopeful, though "enormously hopeful" is the norm for February stories about injured pitchers.

(Seriously. When's the last time you read a spring-training story in which the pitcher said, "I'm way behind schedule, instead of rehabbing my arm after surgery I ate everything in sight, and I'm pretty sure when I return I'll suck"?)

Anyway, it's hopeful. But I couldn't help thinking that it must be interesting inside Duaner Sanchez's head after reading what he learned from having another driver cross three lanes and hit his taxi on I-95: "[H]e now avoids taxis. He hires town cars, or rents a car and drives it himself."

Huh?

OK, never mind that. Just wait till you read whom Pedro was fishing with.