My Boy Doesn't Like Baseball
"Beat the drum and hold the phone. The sun came out today. We're born again, there's new grass on the field." - John Fogerty, "Centerfield" "Um... No, that's okay." - The Boy A backyard just perfect for a game. Note the chair that would be handy for the strike zone. Summer Vacation means a lot of things to a lot of people. For me as a child, it meant being able to stay up late so I could watch the Red Sox game on television. In the morning I got the behind the scenes information from the morning paper and made sure the division rivals lost so the Red Sox would be able to pick up a game on everyone. After I had finished my research for the morning, I went outside to meet my friends and play baseball. Baseball was what we did in the summer and on the weekends during the spring. My father would pitch in games where I played against my brother. Games would be played in the driveway. I asked my father if he would park the car in front of the dr