Mick, I knew there must be some reason I liked you.

I haven't watched a baseball game in ages. Sometime in the early 80s, my boss was dating a guy who was an AP photographer for all Boston teams at home. I got to sit on the floor at a Celtics game when Bird and McHale were playing. Once, he invited us to watch a Red Sox game from his box. (Free food, free beer, and air conditioning so you could watch the game INSIDE on closed circuit TV if you wanted to. Who would want to?) They lost...to the Yankees. A couple of folks were having more fun watching Martin and hoping he'd have a tantrum.

Actually, the last game I watched was the final game of a certain previous world series. I was at a Halloween party, dressed as a cave girl. The ball was a grounder, and easy catch for Bruckner, who... Well, you know the rest of the story.

I might actually watch the next game.