Well ... we lost our first game today and now we are home.
It was a good game.
Dag Nab-bit.
2 to 1.
Piss-buckets.
We left 2 guys on base in the last inning.
It was the pits.
Worse than sitting on an airplane in the middle seat between two old men with sweaty, stinky arm-pits.
Yeah ... worse than that! Can you imagine?
And I have a pit in my stomach that it's all over.
Isn't it kinda sad that we live for this stuff?
HA! We have such fun. Every single stinkin' one of us.
What will we do with our time now?
We're already looking forward to next year ... and then Drew will be playing too.
Yes, we are NUTS ... maybe even beyond nuts ...
and proud of it.
