Reading in bed can be very dangerous…just ask Fernando Tatis, who was scratched from Monday’s Mets intrasquad game after waking up with a sore right palm. Yeah, I bet it’s happened to you too. You’re lying there reading some Tolstoy before hitting the sack, not realizing the intense strain you’re putting on your palm from clutching the thick volume. Then you wake up in the morning and can’t even move the damn thing. I’m telling you, many a good man has been felled by their love of Theodore Dreiser.

