It only seems apt to run the Stray Cast here.
After all, this Web log is named for the Stray Cast, which has snapped off the end of the outdoors column in the Sun-Times on Wednesdays since April 2, 2003.
Clay Matthews should let his freak's flag fly. Putting it up in a ponytail for the Grammys was like ''The Lakefront Lip'' shutting up or the Cubs . . . I can't. It's too early, too inevitable.