The other night was an average night in the world according to me. The kids were in bed and I:
*Plopped onto the couch and kicked my feet up on the coffee table,
*Sipped my glass of wine,
*Noticed a baseball game on tv,
*Felt my eyelids begin to droop as I slipped into a semi-comatose state. Baseball has the magical abiliy to transform me from a chatty and energetic KathyB! into a catatonic lump in nothing flat.
KathyB! What a shame! What did the park used to be called?
Pat: What are you talking about?!
KathyB! You know... Like when they changed Candlestick Park to 3Com Park... I like the old, traditional park names much better. Besides who can even keep up with all the names. Didn't they change Candlestick to Monster Park...?
Pat: That was years ago, Kathy. It's still Candlestick. And what are you talking about?!?
KathyB!: (a tad of annoyance creeping into her voice) Chan Ho Park. What was the original name?
Pat: (an equal amount of annoyance in his voice) What.... ?!
Pat: The pitcher is Chan Ho Park. They're playing at Yankee Stadium.