In Gammons' blog today, we learn that Peavy really can not be trusted to tell you the truth about how he's feeling.
"Hey, so Jake. How you feelin' there kid?"
"Oh I'm feelin' good, boss. Top drawer. Real good."
"Yeah, your arm just fell off."
"Flesh wound, chief. Flesh wound. Feelin' good."
"I don't know, son. Maybe we ought to get somebody to look at your detached arm."
"I mean, you're the skip and all, but seriously, I'm good."
Anyways, glad that got taken care of. I wonder how long that retina's been detached? Jake Peavy with both eyeballs? Batters are done.