So this must be what it feels like to be Roy Oswalt, Rich Harden, Yovani Gallardo, or the hundred other starting pitchers in the same boat down the stretch in September.
Today is the day of The Great Disconnect. Movers are here, stuff is being loaded into the big truck, and in a matter of moments, they're going to realize that I'm hiding in the loft, banging out one final entry on the computer.
In a matter of seconds, I'm pulling the plug, and pulling over at a rest stop on the information superhighway.
See you all in Milwaukee late next week, and soon after, the baseball ramblings will begin again. For now, my kingdom for a 3G network!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment