Today feels like a great day for a few kick-jerk reactions and second thoughts.

Buster Posey's injury
 Knee Jerk - Stop the violence! This isn't Nam Smokey, there are rules...or at least should be!

As soon as Buster Posey didn't pop right back from his at-the-plate collision with Scott Cousins you could hear the rumblings for a rule change start. This of course only grew louder when it was announced today that Posey did suffer a fracture in his lower left leg and will likely miss the rest of the season.

Someone cue the teacher who wants to ban all students from going to the bathroom because one kid came back smelling like Menthols.

This isn't something that happens all the time. In fact, you know what I dare say is responsible for far more injuries in baseball than collisions at the plate? Running.

But are we planning on instituting a speed walking rule the next time someone sprains an ankle cruising around second? I doubt it.

Yes, we are talking about a violent play. But we aren't talking about a violent play that occurs with the same frequency as illegal hits in the NFL. Nor are we talking about a violent play tainted with Andrew Bynum-esque ill-will. It was just a violent play which resulted in an injury.

So let's just take it for what it is right now and let the dust settle some before we rush out and start bundle guys up like Ralphie's little brother Randy on a snow day.

Mike Brown's hire
 Knee Jerk- What's the furthermost point from a coach known for winning titles with the best player in the league? A coach known for completely under achieving with the league's top guy!

Maybe Los Angeles went a little too far in their attempts to cast a great divide between themselves and Phil Jackson or maybe they got a guy callused enough to make it through the debacle that is about to become the Lakers.

Just take a look at what Brown is faced with on his first day of work.
 - Getting along with the team's aging superstar, who by the way, basically made campaign posters for the other guy to get his job.

 - Extinguishing with whatever team "crisis" occurred during the playoffs.

 - Figuring out which closet the real Pau Gasol is tied up in.

 - Deciding what the value of Andrew Bynum is. Is he Amare Stoudemire or Erick Dampier?

 - Oh and not to mention filling to shoes of arguably the best coach in the history of the game.

A job like this needs a guy who is used to taking some heat (Yes, pun completely intended) from disappointed fans. Lord knows Brown is no stranger to that.

* By the way, you know who it would really suck to be today? Byron Scott. Not only did you take over in Cleveland just in time to watch LeBron pack his bags, now the guy you replaced is spending his winter coaching Kobe Bryant in L.A. while you are shoving snow in the Rust Belt. 

Someone is buying the Mets?!?!
Knee Jerk - Were large amounts of drinking involved during this agreement?

If so, I suppose it's reasonable that David Einhorn would drop $200 million into a team who's current owner, Fred Wilbon, refereed to it as "bleeding cash." Other wise I just can't see taking on this unique fixer-upper opportunity. Especially considering you will only own at most 49% of the team and no stake in the television network.

This is like buying a lemon at the used car lot, paying double, and being told, not only can you not drive it, you can't even decide where it's going. Yup, with a deal that good you're most likely on a one-way trip to ending up broken down in a Hardee's parking lot.