Hi, I'm super-hot Pete McCarthy.  I host Under the Lights and Daily Rewind, and various other shows and events for MLB.com and a handful of other sports entities.  I am super-hot, and although I just sit there hunched over a microphone all day, I am still super-hot enough to completely distract Miss Blue Sky to the point that she can't even remember what the hell I was just talking about.  Too bad for you, Miss Blue Sky, because I can't help how super-hot I am, now can I?  My only recommendation is that you listen to my show, and the other events that I host and appear in, on MLB Radio, rather than watch the video, that way you don't have to be assaulted with my super-hotness and distracted by looking at it all of the time.  What's that?  You say that you are usually listening on MLB Radio and that still knowing how super-hot I am, together with  listening to my super-sexy voice articulating my encyclopedic knowledge of baseball, is equally distracting?  Well then, I don't know what else to tell you, Miss Blue Sky, I guess you will just have to suffer through it.  Good luck with that.  Sincerely, Super-Hot Pete McCarthy.*

I am suffering, Super-Hot Pete McCarthy, believe me when I tell you, I sure am.  And loving every minute of it.  If I had my way, there'd be a Pete McCarthy Channel and it'd just have you on it all day long.  I, of course, would by then be living on the street and muttering about your super-hot-ness from inside my cardboard box bedroom with that one crappy promo photo of you taped up on the 'wall,' but I still think it'd be worth it.

Not playing baseball, but still a player, I say: Super-Hot Pete McCarthy, the Blue Skies and Baseball MVAP of the Week.  :wistful sigh:

*Not actually a letter from Super-Hot Pete McCarthy.