War with the evil empire
Can I tell you how much I love Kevin Millar?
Back in front of his own locker, Millar leveled a blast at Roger Clemens, who on Saturday hit him in the left hand with a 95-mile-per-hour fastball, then chided Millar afterward for failing to get out of the way of the pitch.
”This has turned into a big old stupid thing,” Millar said, ”and it started with his stupid comment that I should have got out of the way of his 95-mile-an-hour fastball. The classy thing would have been to call the clubhouse and see if I was OK.
