Thursday, December 16, 2021


The whole world makes the rounds.  You gotta touch all the bases to make it home, right?  Even the Earth has to spin around.

Except me.  I used to wander around the outfield for a while.  Pick the grass out near the fence.  Kick the dust around the mound.  After pitching into the nets in the bullpen, I'd get bored and head home.

Now, I pretty much keep my head down and ignore it all.  When someone comes around, I just assume they're still running the bases.  Nobody wants to leave the path... they're afraid they'll be out.