What?!? The Indians trade Sabathia on the same day the Swiss Mister gets his ass handed to him on the court he owns? This does not bode well for my universe.
Who knows what other madness may come to pass. I could wake up tomorrow and suddenly enjoy CSI. My principal could decide to give me all the seventh and eighth-graders in addition to the kids I've already got. My pubes could fall out, forcing me to go out and buy a merkin!
