The Pastime

The rain that I had earlier hoped would stay clear of St. Louis did not, in fact, miss the city.

After a brief but drenching pre-game soak — which the statue of Stan the Man faced fearlessly — things got under way on time.
Well, until the clouds rolled in again, that is.

The grounds crew had trouble […]

Today I learned two things: someone reading aloud, for thirty minutes, a paper about an obscure minor league executive from 1910 is so boring, even the guy wearing the Federal League jersey will get up and leave.
Secondly, I learned that Dr. Mike Marshall is about three degrees off of crazy. He spoke to a packed […]