Yes kids, let the rhapsodising begin over our own little field of dreams...I'll have several hundred words to share on the new ballpark (which, sadly, I do not as of yet have tickets to the opening games) in early March, I estimate.
I will try to bend over BACKWARDS to accommodate those saying a domed stadium was neccessary, what with cold weather and rain presenting flies in the ointment, juxtaposed with the thought that those whom are so disposed aren't 100 % red meat-eating men and women. Or something like that.
Until then, here's to a quick, speedy tilt of the planet on its axis, and for the return of sunshine and warmth!!
Twinkler Out!
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Your mother is going to find out about this blog. I promise.
Jim Barleycorn
Somewhere in the deep south
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