Brad Miller had a Super Bowl for the team and his friends on Sunday. Afterward, he and the missus had some cleaning up to do. Brad took care of the dishes. He cut himself with a knife, which required nine stitches. He is questionable for Wednesday's game.

If I weren't fully confident in Brad's altruistic spirit and honesty, I still wouldn't be thinking of Jeff Kent allofasudden. Not a chance. (In fairness, even if one were so cynical to imagine a broken beer bottle fight or halftime axe juggling, a sliced finger is quite minor, even for a finesse-type player.)