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Well, I believe in the soul, the cock, the pussy, the small of a woman’s back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, good scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe that there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing Astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.
-Crash Davis in Bull Durham
In a couple of days, we baseball fans — both the rabid and the romantic — will hear those annual magic words:
“Pitchers and catchers report to spring training.”
It means it’s time to get excited about baseball. And given the winter that most of us have had so far, with its depressing lack of snow and rain, we may as well hurry up and get on with it.
Today I’m going to do something I’ve been wanting to do for a while. Hopefully, it will be the first part of a larger project that will slowly evolve over time. It was inspired by an article I read from John Hussman a couple of years ago.