Friday, July 10, 2015
The Record
I'm a Second Baseman. Nine years with Cleveland,
and fadeout ones with two others.
Our agency has an office in Cleveland, and when I
drop by, a customer or two remembers.
Even my bonehead plays appreciated. By me also.
Well, anyway, the short of it: I had a career of respectable
averages, not Hall of Fame, but respectable.
Other places in the country, I haven't been heard of.
People tell me this with relish. A couple yesterday
in New York quite sharp: "Well, we never HEARD of you!"
I never understand the hate behind these comments.
The couple's face full of it. A fury. Like, somehow,
I intrude.
Labels: Baseball, Cleveland, envy, Hall of Fame, records, second base
