“The love of base ball is wide spread. A little six year old was sitting upon the steps, with a base ball in his hand, gazing intently at the moon. ‘Pa, is there only one man in the moon?’ asked he.
“’That’s the tradition my son; the man in the moon is the only inhabitant of that bright world we have ever heard of.’
“After a moment of pause he remarked with a sigh, ‘He must be lonesome, pa, with no one to play base ball with.’”
— The Marysville (Kansas) Enterprise, 1867
Photo: “Kids In June.” The Baseball Bloggess, 6/26/2021
“Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.” ~ Mark Twain
I was feeling pretty good about capturing last night’s “supermoon.”
Then, Mr. I’m-A-Very-Smart-Astrophysicist Neil deGrasse Tyson had to go and spoil it.
Thanks for bumming out my moon photos.
So here.
Not-So-Supermoon-afterall.
And, here’s a cow with the Not-So-Supermoon.
Here are lots of cows stampeding past the Not-So-Supermoon, becoming Ghost Cows in the process.
Not-So-Supermoon, feelings hurt by the rudeness of Astrophysicist, packs it in and heads for the clouds.
We spent Sunday’s pre-Supermoon daylight hours in Baltimore at the Orioles-Cardinals game (three-hour drive – each way – for those of you who wonder just how dedicated I am to baseball).
Here’s Super-Pitcher, But Not-Quite-So-Super-Today Kevin Gausman.
Here’s Rookie Catcher Caleb Joseph. He homered in each of his last five games, a club record for catchers.
Today?
Not-so-super. And, no home run.
Here’s Ever-Reliable Super Right Fielder Nick Markakis.
Still super.
Although 4-for-5 at the plate, he scored only twice, once thanks to a wild pitch. Thanks for nothing, rest of team.
“The love of base ball is wide spread. A little six year old was sitting upon the steps, with a base ball in his hand, gazing intently at the moon. ‘Pa, is there only one man in the moon?’ asked he.
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