It gets quiet out in left field, sometimes. Perhaps a bit lonely, even with all those people. You’re out their by yourself. Another inning, another patch of grass, another pitch in an endless series of innings, grassy patches, pitches. What’s been gained, over all those innings? What’s it all mean?
What’s it all for?
okay, I took a lotta pictures. And okay, this one’s photoshopped up a bit. Love the swing of the bat, the frozen moment.
Casey Fien. The Twins got lucky when they picked him up as a free agent.
Yup, photoshop is a guilty pleasure of mine. I try not to let it get out of control.
Well, maybe not entirely Morales’ fault. Maybe a few questionable calls there.
As Ron Washington says, “That’s the way baseball go.”