Baseball Summer

This time of year the days get shorter, youngsters everywhere head back to school, and the boys of summer bid adeau' as we welcome the lads back to the gridiron. Before we throw ourselves into football focus, here's a few words about baseball. Yes I know the Pennant races are heating up and there's a healthy chunk of baseball left to be played but once that pig-skin is kicked off everything in the wide world of sports falls under it's shadow.

As it stands now the Texas Rangers trail in the A.L. West by 5 games to the Angels, while slugging it out with Bean town's Red Sox for the Wild Card race. I sometimes query first baseman Hank Blalock (he sits on my bookshelf) on just how far he thinks the Rangers might go this year. He hasn't yet given me an answer. Is he angry that he can't find his bat? Does he think the question is rhetorical? Perhaps he is envious that the younger Chris Davis is back playing first base again. Well regardless Of this years' outcome one cannot deny the roller-coaster thrills of the diamond. Whether it's young Mr. Holland throwing a two hitter in over 8 innings and striking out 10 batters, watching little leaguers scrap with each other for fouls balls during a Roughriders' outing, or waiting out an Arlington monsoon with 40,000 of your closest friends, this is undeniably summer's greatest pastime.

So as Baseball closes up shop for yet another season, I must acknowledge just a few. Take a bow you stadium vendors for showing restraint when I asked if the Ian Kinsler jerseys come with dirt. I tip my hat to you Blue Dot; I always bet on you even though I was told otherwise. Take a curtsy ladies if you attend the ball game without donning your high-heels. Oh- and Hank before I start my fantansy football draft, I promise to move the book shelf and retrieve your bat!

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