I deserve a fractured testicle for writing about this, but it's what our sports world has come to. Cynthia Rodriguez has apparently dumped Alex for rocker Lenny Kravitz. You can't make this stuff up people.

I'm not sure what's worse for A-Rod, that he's opted to spend his late nights with Madonna, or that his wife honestly left him for Kravitz?

It's only fitting that we link to the honorable New York Post for the down and dirty:

"A-Rod's wife, Cynthia, has been shacked up with rocker Lenny Kravitz in Paris.

The stunning news emerged a day after revelations that Alex Rodriguez has been paying late-night visits to Madonna's Upper West Side apartment.

The game of musical celebrity beds has effectively ended the randy Rodriguez's already-shaky marriage, even though divorce papers have not been filed, sources said.

Cynthia Rodriguez, 34, has been in Paris for at least the past four days visiting Grammy-winner Kravitz.

C-Rod was seen outside the 44-year-old Kravitz's pad in the romantic City of Light as recently as Tuesday night."

Riveting. Why do we, as a whole, care about this stuff? I'll never understand.

What I really enjoyed about the Post's gossip dump, is how they slid this in at the end:

"Rodriguez, whose $275 million Yankee contract makes him the highest-paid player in baseball history, has delivered all-star seasons for the Bombers, but has followed those with mediocre postseasons."

OK, now back to today's other juicy topics like Brett Favre. Is it July 4th yet?