The truth will always have a market.
The hand of fate had dipped into the ragbag of humanity.
Randy lay there like a slug. It was his only defense.
The reality of what we really are is often times found in the small snips, way down at the bottom of things.
Being a White Sox fan meant measuring victory in terms of defeat. A 6-5 defeat was a good day. A big rally was Wally Moses doubling down the right- field line.
Some men are Baptists, others Catholics; my father was an Oldsmobile man.