This illustration's in the new Vine Line.
And it happens to be really true - I AM starving for baseball.
Yesterday at lunch I sought out a Polish with grilled onions, mustard and hot peppers.
Harder than I thought, finding one, but I didn't actually go outside either.
Because it sucks out.
Finally found one, but no hot peppers.
Man, I miss the vendor guys at the dog and beer stand behind our seats at Wrigley, I miss the smell of those onions, I miss looking for peanuts with 3 in a shell for good luck, I miss the stupid things people yell at games, I even miss the line out the men's room door.
But mostly I miss the game, and I can't wait to see this new team.
Pretty sure you're in the same boat.
So in the mean time, I suggest you go find yourself a hot dog - it'll lift your spirits.
Promise.
What else is going on?
-MLBTR says Rich Hill may be headed for Baltimore for a player to be named.
- I'm getting up for the Bowl.
Totally pulling for AZ, but Pittsburgh looks like they're just from another, meaner league of hard guys, and I wouldn't want to be Kurt Warner.
- Blago finally got the hook, and he should be jailed immediately for being such a public ass.
- And I see the guys who run Wall Street divvied up eighteen billion dollars in bonuses.
Bonuses are those things they give people for doing a good job, right?
18.
Billion.
Lastly, I refuse to believe the Peavy thing is over.
Watch what happens the second the Trib finalizes the sale of the Cubs.
