M's Uncle Don died this week. He was a baseball player.
He pitched for the 69 Mets.
He pitched a NO HITTER in Wrigley Field for the Chicago Cubs.
This is the Holy Grail of American childhood dreams... He was an American mythological hero.
I wrote some more about it on a new blog I've begun with my production partner Zach because Zach is a major baseball fan and it seemed like the proper place to put it.
Go there... Read it... and Remember. If you can't remember... Imagine.
Buy me some peanuts and CrackerJack... I don't care if I EVER get back.
1 comment:
Hi, I'm a drop in reader. A pal sent me over to speaklo a while back...and this is really a weird bit of sychronicity, but do you mean Zach, um... with an H? Perhaps as in an old Mark?
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