When I was a Little League ball-player, I spent a lot of time with this view:
Of course, I didn't have that fancy brick wall to look at since in my day it was just a fence. I had to actually, you know, watch the game, and then, on rare occasions, I had to trot out to Right Field to stand around counting blades of grass and stuff.
For what it's worth, we took something called Second Place that year. I have no idea who took First, and I don't know what team took Third. Then again, Who didn't take Third because Who was in First. But, I know We took Second, and maybe that moved What over to Third?
Ach... I could never get the hang of baseball.
Posted By Dan to The Wisdom of a Distracted Mind at 7/13/2008 10:52:00 AM