Sunday at 15:00, the German national baseball team takes on the team representing Freedom Fries. In Solingen, the world capital of kitchen knives. Six of my fellow Solingen Alligators are on the national team. (please remember i played for the third team, not the Bundesliga team.) This series, which takes place in some six venues in Germany and France, is a warmup for the Baseball World Cup 2009.
One of the few legitimate gifts amurka has brought to the world, there is nothing like hearing the crowd heckle in foreign tongues. Even though where i live, there are more rainouts than games, this should be great fun.
Sven, i always thought the Tour de Pharmaceutique was a chance for a network French travelogue, to fill the time between sprints. I liked helicopter shots of massed riders going through picaresque medieval montages. "Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anaïs Nin
Try as I might to understand baseball, I have not yet deciphered play, though I can spot a roid-swollen neck.
The Tour de P is another sport that lacks in the thrills department. It always transgmogrifies into Tati's 'Jour de Fête', for me. You can't be me, I'm taken
Evidence. You can't be me, I'm taken
