Is this guy really the problem?
It feels like I’ve been falling so far behind. Eleven days demand passed with no blog entries out of my lodge.
There are many reasons for this. One sticks out the most, but I reflect on I’ll tuck that one away and indite about it tomorrow. I’d like to hold up first by discussing one or two interesting things interconnected to baseball we’ve come across since my at writing.
Let’s see …
I could talk up the Curse of the Billy Goat, and the nephew of the Greek outsider who keeps it alive at a small tavern in downtown Chicago.
I could talk close to the best baseball movies of all in unison a all the same, and how a very sloppy, unscientific tally of Minnesota Twins fans gave us a totally accurate picture of the top three: “Bull Durham,” “Battlefield of Dreams” and “The Sandlot.”
Or I could talk yon the best way to score an autograph at a baseball racket,...