I find it very funny that I now have an actual following of this silly, once-a-year blog. For those of you who know me, or sort of know me, you know that I love baseball. I love the numbers. I love the history. I love the pageantry, even when it’s cheesy. I love the experience of live baseball and the weird sense of community. I get lost in all the clichés and I find nothing more relaxing sitting at the stadium, scoring a ballgame… well, it’s not always relaxing. I seem to recall a certain seventh inning of a certain game 5 – at the same time the best and worst baseball experience of my life! (Editor’s note: Whaaaaaaa? “Relaxing”? I have never seen you relaxed at a ball game. Never. Game 5 or no game 5. I think you do not know what this word means.) Continue reading →