Inside Baseball

We drove toward the sun, through a few neighborhoods a lot like our own, then past a baseball field with a kids’ game going on. I didn’t understand baseball but it always looked like fun, and the ball itself I loved. Who’d have guessed what the insides were like? At that very moment a kid swung his bat and the ball went soaring into the sky. We weren’t going very fast. Would it be totally impossible to –

“Che – et?” Bernie had this way of sometimes saying my name real slow. The ball hit the grass and bounced toward the outfield fence in lovely long hops that made me want to – “Che – et?” We drove on.

– from THEREBY HANGS A TAIL.

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15 Responses to “Inside Baseball”

  1. Herd of Hounds
    9:54 am on October 26th, 2018

    Good morning everyone and YES today really is BooBear day!
    We have to chuckle at Chet and different balls.
    Have a great day and enjoy game 3, if possible.

  2. B.Stover
    10:25 am on October 26th, 2018

    I had to look it up on Wikipedia:

    “The ball features a rubber or cork center, wrapped in yarn, and covered, in the words of the Official Baseball Rules ‘with two strips of white horsehide or cowhide, tightly stitched together.'”

    Good morning all.

  3. BooBear
    10:28 am on October 26th, 2018

    Happy Friday, all!! BDDOTW!!!!!!!

    Soon, maybe in just a couple of weeks, Mom will be retired and every day will be Happy Day! In some ways, she is very sad. She loves the friends she has at the workplace, and realizes that, even with the best intentions, friends one doesn’t see often are hard to stay close to. (Sorry, B., couldn’t think of the grammatically correct way to write that).

    But she is also very excited about the next chapter in life. Excited but overwhelmed. Selling a house and moving without Dad is intimidating. So far it has gone so smoothly that Mom thinks Dad is taking care of things anyway.

  4. Wookie's and Teddy's PAw
    12:17 pm on October 26th, 2018

    BooBear. I think your mom and you will do just fine in her retirement. Also, I think you were grammatically correct, notwithstanding the infamous rule that a preposition is a bad thing to end a sentence with. Or not.

  5. B.Stover
    1:15 pm on October 26th, 2018

    You guys are making me laugh.

  6. Riõ - The Evil Pug
    3:12 pm on October 26th, 2018

    BDDOTW!…What does that stand for?…snort!

  7. Wose-The Small and Meek
    3:14 pm on October 26th, 2018

    Best dam(n) day of the week!?!?

  8. Riõ - The Evil Pug
    7:22 pm on October 26th, 2018

    Rose!…Snort!

  9. H0bbitz
    9:33 pm on October 26th, 2018

    BooBear: I am excited for your Mom. She is always welcome to come visit again and bring her sister and money and cards.

    I took Sadie to the vet to get her monthly arthritis shot. A 5-year old wanted to pet her. At one point Sadie, who had been sitting, laid down. I explained that she was an old dog. The little girl softly smiled, looked at me and said, “you are too,” lol

  10. Belle Starr
    9:34 pm on October 26th, 2018

    I’m fairly certain that it stands for Best Darling Dog of the Week and is in reference to me. Ole Doc believes it is referring to him. He is no where near as darling as me.

  11. ALR
    10:25 pm on October 26th, 2018

    Ahh Hobbitz, we old dogs have to stick together! The little girl made it a compliment with her soft smile.

  12. Herd of Hounds
    10:45 pm on October 26th, 2018

    Mom woofs a second to ALS’s comment.

  13. Riõ - The Evil Pug
    10:54 pm on October 26th, 2018

    Bellie!…Youse are so right! Have you smelt Ole Doc lately….gruffle!sneeze!

  14. Riõ - The Evil Pug
    10:56 pm on October 26th, 2018

    Tired!…We here are so so tirert! but determined to stay up and watch the end of this game…wheeze!snore….

  15. Riõ - The Evil Pug
    11:49 pm on October 26th, 2018

    Xtra!…Innings!…snort!…Goodnight! grunt!

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