If you're gonna obsess about a ballplayer, it might as well be Biggio

Last night I heard on the MLBTV broadcast from Atlanta that Craig Biggio wants to catch one more game before he retires.

I haven't heard a piece of news this intriguing since Dave's Transformers review.

There was some footage of Bidge taking some throws behind the plate, sans gear but with a mitt on, and my heart lept from my chest. As someone who gets the occasional deranged urge to hop back behind the plate every now and again, I can see the appeal for Bidge. It is a special experience--especially in the Big Leagues--to put on some gear and mix it up for every pitch of the game, to feel the vibe with a pitcher, to catch a gnarly third strike curveball, called. (Plus, the Astros will likely be nowhere close to contention, which is Veeckian territory, ripe for stunts, although I wouldn't consider this an out-and-out stunt.)

This is one of the most resonant revelations I could conceive of, for a man to cap his HOF career by a return to the grueling young man's occupation which was, for him, the beginning.

(This just in: for old time's sake, in the twilight of his career, Barry Bonds, in a Biggio-esque maneuver, is considering running hard to first base on a ground out, just like he used to)

If this Biggio story doesn't already get me excited enough, this kicker should just about do it: He would catch ROY OSWALT.