Every time I sit down to write you, more often than you would think, the words that were perched on the edge of the fattiest part of my brain – (consult your high school biology to “brain-GPS” your way to the cerebrum) – just disappear.
What was it that I wanted to say before the latest bad news got in the way?
Determined to write something … dammit, anything … before this month expires, I made a list.
It’s a list I scribbled on the back of my scorecard last week as the en fuego 🔥🔥 Virginia Cavaliers won yet another game in grand-slamming fashion.
Virginia baseball, currently 21-1 as I write, is off to its best start in its 134-year history.
Here’s a poem I wrote about it for you.
I don’t want to gloat.
So I won’t.
I cobbled the list together on March 19, 2022, as the University of Virginia defeated Boston College 18-1.
First, a test. Can you find the two grand slams?
Five home runs. Two grand slams. Fun.
But, back to the list, written on the back of a scorecard between innings. Continue reading