No, really, had 'em all the way.
When Jeter's ball reached its apex somewhere over centerfield, my TV picture froze and sharded into a hundred tiny mismatched squares. Hurricane season returns to Houston--something that used to be generally thought to fall between the middle of June and the end of September but now seems to have narrowed to the 45 days between August 15 and October 1. And there went the picture.
So? I had waited all day for CC to bring the left-handed hammer down on My Most-Hated Team. But Oh Well. Off to dinner.
Back in time to see the last few innings, 2-2 on.
No, that nut was gonna be cracked.
Thought it was over with A-Rod.
Cano, knew it.
Put it on the boooooaaaaaaaard . . . . . Yeeeee-ESSSSSS!
Though I sure do wish Cano would at least pretend to run out of the box.
Michael Kay: "You stroll like that, you'd better hit it out."
Well, Mickey Mantle never strolled like that, not even at the end, not when he could barely walk.
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