Oh Jimmy. Yesterday, to start off the celebration of the Phillies' first World Series in nearly three decades, Jimmy Rollins stepped to the podium to talk about who? His great teammates? No. His coaches? Nope. The great fans of Philadelphia? No such thing. His mom and dad? Not even close.

Jimmy Rollins talked about Johan Santana and the Mets.

Really. You just won the World Series. You're going to Disney World, and in your moment in the sun, you talk about the Mets? Come on, Jimmy.

I understand that the Phillies hate the Mets. I get the fact that the majority of the N.L. East despises the Mets. I'm totally OK with that. In fact, I kind of like it. But the fact that Jimmy Rollins can't get the Mets off his mind makes me think he has a little school boy desire to be on the Mets.

Think about it. What the first sign that a boy likes a girl? He picks on her. He makes fun of her. He teases her. But, secretly, that's the boy's way of showing he likes her. That's so Jimmy Rollins.

In any case, Rollins should enjoy his time on the top of the baseball mountain. Honestly, the first thing I thought of when I heard Rollins statement was whether Santana would throw at his head the first time he faces him next season. You know all this hate and tension between these teams is going to explode at some point. We're going to see one of the Ray-Knight-type of brawls one of these years.

Probably sooner than later.