With those who don’t give a darn about baseball, I can only sympathize. I do not resent them. I am even willing to concede that many of them are physically clean, good to their mothers and in favor of world peace. But while the game is on, I can’t think of anything to say to them. ~Art Hill
Last nights game three hours and forty five minutes, only to lose by one The end is near, another season winding down, our last season.
I will miss this game that consumes my boys
I will miss spitting sunflower seeds and ballpark nachos
I will miss the nuances of the game, the superstitions, the baseball code
I will miss the friends who understand that life from February to August is broken down in innings not days, hours or minutes.
This way of life I have come to know and love is changing, breathe deep & adapt
