A sure sign I need my head examined.
Apr. 2nd, 2006 01:32 pmI'm actually excited that baseball season is starting.
Someday, I need to go to a game. I've only ever listened to it. We have a really excellent announcer who tells tall tales and stories going back to the thirties because he's old as dirt. A genuine bard. But I've never seen the game played in person or even on TV. A lady actually tried to sell me spare tickets to today's game but I have to finish papers before I indulge in any more "fun" stuff.
Only trouble is, I fadardled around so long this morning catching up on ruler stuff that i missed the broadcast for today.
Why do I like baseball?
Okay, yes, there are many reasons why, but it's still a silly game, and I think only Julian and Inle of my flist share my fondness for the sport.
Pro Sports. Bah.
Someday, I need to go to a game. I've only ever listened to it. We have a really excellent announcer who tells tall tales and stories going back to the thirties because he's old as dirt. A genuine bard. But I've never seen the game played in person or even on TV. A lady actually tried to sell me spare tickets to today's game but I have to finish papers before I indulge in any more "fun" stuff.
Only trouble is, I fadardled around so long this morning catching up on ruler stuff that i missed the broadcast for today.
Why do I like baseball?
Okay, yes, there are many reasons why, but it's still a silly game, and I think only Julian and Inle of my flist share my fondness for the sport.
Pro Sports. Bah.