Next chapter please...

"These men play baseball in a town where, for 25 excruciating years, the only excuse to hold a parade has involved a bunch of banjo-strumming folks in feathers celebrating the new year (possibly because it had to beat the heck out of the old year where, once again, not one stinking team had won anything)."

It seemed that Nomar's pop-up to Ruiz would never come down. It felt like 25 years. I am glad it finally did. Ya Gotta Believe!