Personally, having to do math on the mound would confuse and distract me, but it seems to work for Jason.
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Growing up, my brothers and I used to do that thing that I think all kids do: hitting a snowball with a baseball bat just to see it explode. I don’t recall that we ever tried pitching a snowball, though. There would definitely have to be rules against iceballs and packing those damned rocks inside, for certain.
When you can’t decide which sport to play. Poor guy. At the very least, let the man have a glove.
Maybe kickball would have been a more appropriate compromise.
My wife tells me one day, “I think you love baseball more than me.” I say, “Well, I guess that’s true, but hey, I love you more than football and hockey.”
Here’s a weird little video whose existence I find rather mind-boggling. This is from a series called Epic Rap Battles of History, created by a couple guys who call themselves Nice Peter and EpicLLOYD. In this particular video, the creators dress up as Lance Armstrong and Babe Ruth. Armstrong comes under fire for the doping scandal, and Babe Ruth for his lifestyle in general. Pitting an endurance cyclist against a baseball slugger seems a lot to me like comparing apples to oranges, but it makes for an interesting, even entertaining, video all the same.
That must’ve been a loooooong winter.
One of the benefits of not being able to attend ballgames in person definitely comes in the form of money saved on concessions.
Here’s a fun little limerick for your reading enjoyment. I, for one, am appreciative of the laugh this morning. Personally, I’ve always rooted for Ketchup in the Hot Dog Derby. Relish is my least favorite (to this day, I despise anything pickled), but somehow Relish seems to win a lot of the time. Ick!
With Baseball hotdogs on the run
Caught up in, excitement and fun
Watch where you go
Before you know
You might slip and fall on your bun!
Oh, man, that burns.