Baseball

Baseball. I had one once. Covered in dog slobber. Aren't they all? Fucking slimy mess.

Baseball. We tried to drive through San Francisco whilst a World Series game was letting out. Took fucking hours. The Giants won, of course.

Baseball. We weren't paying attention during the earlier World Series in San Francisco when the Loma Prieta quake cut loose. Sportscasters at Candlestick proved they were actual reporters then. Imagine that.

Baseball. I crashed a spring training game by the AAA Hawai'ian Islanders in my next-door town. The game was okay. The free concert there later was better, with Jan & Dean, Fantastic Baggies aka Beach Boys, Sonny & Cher, and April & Nino.

Baseballs. Bigger and better than golf balls. Smaller and harder than soccer balls.

Base balls. More comfy than acid balls.
 
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