
“Old Yankee Stadium” by Frenchy
a game of inches
played on manicured acres
of statistics
(originally posted March 2013)
“Old Yankee Stadium” by Frenchy
a game of inches
played on manicured acres
of statistics
(originally posted March 2013)
Writer Lynne Sargent
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
Being a baseball fan I particular enjoyed this piece.
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perfect simplicity
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many thanks
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one for
the ages 🙂
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it’s exciting so far
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Grew up watching baseball with my mom and grandad..
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who’s your team? – I was a yankees brat
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Cubs…even when they were the lovable losers
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they have finally come into their own – what a great ball club – last year’s world series was the most exciting I’ve ever seen
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It was an exciting time last year and to see them win the World Series was unbelievable.
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Ah, yes! It is that time of year when the boys with the bats and balls capture our imagination! Love it . . .
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time for all those caseys at the bat to shine
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