You ask, I answer. Questions arrive via every avenue imaginable, now, so it’s the least I can do to take the time to address a few of them. Many are utterly incomprehensible – as I’m sure you can imagine – so I picked a few that I understood.
Let’s hope the Mayans are just as inept in the art of prognostication as baseball observers.
The Cubs hadn’t won a series since the end of May when the Mets were at Wrigley. The pitching duel turned out to be a slugfest as the Cubs took three of four from Milwaukee.
Springtime brings the annual battle between a baseball fan’s heart, and his head. Hope tries, often successfully, to defeat reason as possibilities are envisioned.