by David Eldridge
“I’m so glad to be here.” . “I want to go home.” . “I hope we win tonight.” . “Where is the closest restroom?” . “The starting pitcher for the other team is terrible.” . “Kids, stay with us.” . “I need a beer.” . “The first baseman better not make any errors tonight.” . “I can’t find my tickets.” . “I hope we see a home run.” . “I’m hot.” . “I’m cold.” . “I hope I catch a ball.” . “Please go ahead of me.” . “I need a hot dog.” . “I love you.” . “I hate you.” . “He strikes out too much.” . “Kids, stop hitting each other.” . “It looks like it could rain.” . “He can’t hit.” . “He can’t pitch.” . “I’m not giving you my cell phone.” . “I want a ball cap.” . “I hope the umps aren’t blind tonight.” . “I need a scorecard.” . “He is only hitting .230.” . “Why are we here?” . “He throws too many fastballs.” . “The ticket takers are slow.”
David is a lawyer, a fencer, and a poet. He is also hopelessly mad about a white ball with 108 double-stitches.