Welcome to Saturday Scorecard. It's the longest day of the year, but we want to take advantage so we'll keep things short and sweet.

On to the notes...

Weighty issue: Many Brewers fans and even a few national reporters have expressed concerns in recent weeks about first baseman Prince Fielder's weight. While the big fella does look a little bigger these days, maybe people should be looking at injured second baseman Rickie Weeks.

Weeks isn't fat or out of shape. He's just huge. Every time I look at him, his chest and arms look bigger. He could easily pass for an NFL running back. In fact, his physique looks like it was designed for football. As he went through a pregame workout under the guidance of trainer Dan Wright on Friday, he looked like a defensive back.

"If you saw him in a club and didn't know who he was, there is no way you'd think he was a Brewer," one press box observer said. "You'd be thinking ‘There is a Packer.'"

I don't know if Weeks' chiseled physique is a problem or not, though it could be a reason he looks a bit stiff and choppy going after ground balls. It might not be a bad thing at all, but there was a Brewers infielder about 15 years ago who showed great promise but was bothered by a series of leg injuries. His name was Pat Listach. Out of frustration and boredom, he lifted a lot of weights, pumped up his upper body and began to lose some of the things that made him an exciting, successful American League Rookie of the Year.

Diamond debate: Which Brewers player is the better story this year: Russell Branyan, Gabe Kapler, Solomon Torres or Seth McClung?

It's an interesting argument.

But, I have to go with Branyan. The guy is putting up Nintendo-like numbers right now.

Hard to read: Is Tiger Woods a hero for gutting out the U.S. Open on a hobbled knee that will require season-ending surgery? Or, is he a knucklehead for hurrying back onto the course, possibly worsening the problem and putting his career at risk?

I'm tending toward the former, but I go back and forth on it.

Whatever the case, Monday was one of the best sick days I've spent at home since I was about 12 years old and watched the Yankees and Bucky "Bleeping" Dent beat the Red Sox in a one-game playoff at Fenway.

The tension mounts: Is everybody out there pumped and ready for the NBA Draft? Me either. Obviously, it's going to give us a window into what to expect from Bucks general manager John Hammond, but I just can't get worked up about it.

Take two: Kansas City Star sports columnist Jason Whitlock is one of my favorite reads, along with Richard Justice (Houston), Bill Plashcke (Los Angeles), Ray Ratto (San Francisco) and many others.

I like Whitlock because he is fearless, honest and fearlessly honest. Here is an example. It takes a big man to admit he's wrong. Whitlock is certainly big in stature and he did it.

Dangerous issue: Baseball officials have to do something about the dangers of maple bats. More than half the players use them and they sometimes shatter when balls are hit on the barrel. Another of my favorite writers, Sports Illustrated's Tom Verducci, sums up the situation in this piece.

Old guard vs. new school: Few things in the sports business are more fascinating than the battle between "established" journalists / columnists and the "renegade" bloggers. Check out this well-written piece about the situation from the Boston Phoenix. Way too gross: I'll take "Reality Shows I Will Never Watch" for $500, Alex.

Seriously, who comes up with this stuff?