Last night when I left the ballpark I saw a woman TV technician, dressed up like it was January—temperature wise, it was—and today at the car rental I saw a woman in a halter.
Greetings from Florida, or as I call it, “the set for America’s Most Wanted.’’ The sprinklers in the outfield are running, which kills me, because in a couple of hours they know it’s going to rain.
Don’t know yet if Paul Lo Duca will play tonight. He said last night he wants to give it a try, but it’s April. What’s the rush? Plus, Ramon Castro needs to play anyway. John Maine goes tonight for your heroes.