Sunday, September 21, 2003

I must say that watching the Minnesota Twins, the greatest team in baseball, ever, always, who won two World Series just at the stage of my life when I was prepared to worship them (who besides me remembers Juan Berenguer? And I have Frank Viola's, whom my mother met at Lund's, autograph on a recipe card ), thrash more highly paid teams is one of the great pleasures in life.