Baseball DIY

1) Albert, I'm sorry. I voted for you at work. A lot. However, I only used one e-mail address, even though the instructions clearly stated that you got 25 votes per e-mail address. I let you down, buddy. Please don't let this detract from your enjoyment of the All-Star Break.

2) I don't sing when I go to church, but you can't shut me up when it's time to sing "Take Me Out to the Ballgame."

3) We had Crown Club seats at the Royals game on the 4th (the wonders of knowing people who work for faceless corporations). Jill and I were out there two hours early watching the Mariners take batting practice. Guess who else was watching? Buck O'Neil!

4) During the aforementioned game, my third row seats afforded me a shot at a pop-foul. The thing must have gone 200 feet high. Instinctively, I stood up and held out my hands. Then, as it reached its apex and began its descent, I thought, "Oh, this is going to hurt. But I will not pull back. I will do this. This is mine!" The catcher caught it ten feet in front of me. Two outs later, I'd recovered from the adrenaline surge.