The Off Season
January 7, 2011
Very gray and gloomy here in the central valley on a cold winter’s day in early January. Took myself out for a walk to try and distract my sinking mood, headache, hunger and need for coffee. Such the winning combo.
Found little to cheer me up, so decided to work with what I had–a sad, empty bleacher on a dreary day in the off season.
However. Turns out, baseball tryouts (ahem, “skills assessments”) are scheduled for this weekend–hard as that is to imagine. So the season of testosterone and spitting, scorekeeping and cheering, red vines and sunflower seeds, freshly cut outfields and finely shaped pitcher’s mounds, is not too far away. Can I get a wuhoo!
Life of Wry 