baseball on the radio

you know, sometimes it is nice just to sit back and listen to baseball on the radio.

my mom always encouraged us to use our imagination growing up. we didn't have expensive toys to play with (we didn't lack anything) so she showed us how to make tents from sheets and cities with bricks, buckets and pans. it made the most awesome matchbox-car city ever. (i would beat them with a hammer, then set them afire so that the firefighters could rescue people)

anyway... it's nice just to imagine the field. listen to the announcers as they say... "it's going... high in right field... griffey back to catch... at the track... it's... it's... gone!"

you don't have the opportunity to see it with your eyes. you have to imagine. you have to give up a part of you to see it, yet you still only see it in your mind.

i love it.

i was supposed to be at the game. just as well, though.