The great Hal McCoy, reporting from Goodyear Ballpark on one really happy Cincinnati Red:
The melody was not recognizable, but the words were plaintive: "Wainwright’s gone, Wainwright’s gone, Wainwright’s gone," he sang joyously.
Let the outrage begin!
Look, Gomes probably should have kept his warbling to himself with reporters hanging around.
But can you blame the guy, really? The moment that ligament in Adam Wainwright's elbow gave up the ghost, the Reds' chances of winning the National League Central got a five- or 10-percent boost.
What, you think professional athletes never take heart when other professional athletes get hurt.
If you're playing the Colts next Sunday, are you sad when Peyton Manning comes up lame in a Thursday practice?
I don't think so.
If Adam Wainwright's life were in danger, there would be a lot of National Leaguers hurting right now.
Update: Via MLB.com's Mark Sheldon, Gomes denies everything.