Bernie’s pretty excited. “Baseball’s back!”
Love baseball myself. I have two at the moment. One’s buried under the middle tree out front. The other – what’s left of it – is out on the patio, behind the swan fountain. The insides of a baseball are so interesting! I’ve proved that to myself many times and just might dig up that ball this morning and prove it again. Why not?
Bernie picks up the phone. “Should we plunk down a little wager on the World Series, Chet?” Wager: please no. We don’t do too well with wagers, and our finances are a mess. The Hawaiian pants, the tin futures – and what didn’t happen at the end of The Dog Who Knew Too Much!
” … a grand,” Bernie is saying. “Phillies over the Red Sox.” He hangs up, gives me a big smile. “I’m feeling it, big guy,” he says. Oh, Bernie.
Welcome two dudes from South Carolina, Sammi. Paddy and Rocky: please try reloading.
Quacky Baseball blog tour continues with artist Frank Morrison:
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