You can call me what you might consider a bandwagon Kansas City Royals fan.
Prior to the 2013 season, baseball was, in my opinion, a trivial pastime that lacked any intellectual stimulation and was solely a talking point for meatheads. I may have had a brief fling with baseball during the spring of puberty, hoarding the works of Donruss and Upper Deck; flailing about a muddy YMCA diamond, I displayed my inherent athletic ability by fleeing from every softball hit in my general direction.The initial scouting reports had me picked in the 50th Round as “Bat Warmer.”
I preferred the arts.