
Like the unicorn and the black dog’s purpose
The grey beast is third that floats to the surface
When the forest pours porridge for us
Slowly curse the scarce force chorus

Like the unicorn and the black dog’s purpose
The grey beast is third that floats to the surface
When the forest pours porridge for us
Slowly curse the scarce force chorus
"People ask me what I do in the winter when there's no baseball. I'll tell you what I do. I stare out the window and wait for spring."
~ Rogers Hornsby
A passionate baseball fan blog celebrating America's favorite pastime.
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