I was vaguely aiming to clean off my desk tonight, in preparation for my new computer, but that's gonna have to happen later. Too sore. And anyway, it appears to be getting late.
One woman on my team, who has great shoulder tattoo action under that shirt she was wearing tonight, has the very same glove I do, passed down from her mother. I bought mine about 10 years ago, but it's only now getting properly broken in. It's the Ozzie Smith model. It's a Rawlings, but it doesn't have the cool basketweave pocket. I went for it for the Ozzie signature. He was a Nat'l League guy, and I'm mostly an American League girl, but he did those crazy backflips in the infield during warm-ups. Not to mention all the Gold Gloves. And such a good-looking fella.
onstar and her sig. oth. came to the game, camping out just outside the right field foul line.
I shall now eat of the holy ibuprofen and relax upon the stuffy chair.