I’ve been meaning to write for a few days now, but my computer’s internet connectivity has been testing my patience. Apparently, there is a known bug with my particular model of laptop, where it craps out, oh, right after the warranty expires. Typical. Anyway, the computer is giving me hassle, and to be honest, everything that’s happened so far this week has just been overwhelming and sad. The 17-loss record breaker and subsequent 9-3 win slide stopper over the Yankees: sure, we set a record, but it was the wrong kind. Rick Kaminski, our beloved “Peanut Man” has passed away: I never sat in Rick’s sections, but I knew all about him and his behind-the-back, always-on-target tosses of bags of roasted peanuts.
I can’t quit you, baseball
