Good afternoon! It’s a Sunday and the weather here is beautiful and I did not want to watch this baseball game played by a bad team with a bunch of utility players led by a starting pitcher who is by far the most disappointing story line of this season.
It’s late August—the stores are emptying of school supplies and filling with fake ghosts and decorative pumpkins. The team is bad, though not historically or hilariously so, and the prospects are still a few weeks away from infusing new life onto this team.