I HEAR BASEBALL
STARTS ON SUNDAY
"I see by your new-found silence this ain't
clicking. Please don't drink your self to death
while I'm away. I worry. Still can't understand
the story of my life, but bouncing bubbles
bounce together, sometimes pleasant,
sometimes strife. Just made that up.
I read that baseball begins Sunday. I'm
not a sports guy, and I don't know if
you do baseball or not, Phillies or Pirates
or maybe Mets or something; but Baseball
for me has always been pretty particular.
I mark seasons by it. I read stats. I read
game accounts, here and there anyway.
There's always such promise, with the
start of each new Spring and season,
and then - of course - if fizzles with
every new season-ending arm blow-out,
rotator cuff, or broken leg or tibia. Those
guys all have their stories of woe.
Such a sadness permeates.