Play Baseball with Al SpectorDo you want to play baseball?They say sixty is the new forty, and here at Molly's Virtual Pub, they play baseball to prove it. Here comes the team from the fantasy camp. Al Spector, who flung himself at home base a tad earlier, limps over to the bar and orders a cold one—the "cold one" in this case being an ice pack with linament chaser. Al Spector loves the heft of a baseball bat, and wrote these funny poems as an exercise for a limerick-crazed writing group. Spector even wrote a book on baseball, Baseball: Never Too Old to Play "The" Game, and is, in fact, an authority on the subject with the hard, lean physique and matching bruises to prove it.Baseball in the SoupI joined with a fine writer's group To play baseball while one's growing old The atmosphere of "hail fellow well met" permeates the room and Molly is given to wonder if it is the game or the cameraderie that brings them here week after week. There is much back-slapping and other place slapping (as is the baseball players' wont). The testosterone levels are so high that Kathleen, following a pheromone trail, turns up moments later. Noting her fither amongst the bonhommie, she quietly backs out—surely there will be some soccer players in the next room? I hit around .300-barely I play third base for most of the time Catching is what I love best A game that is nine innings long © Al SpectorAuthor: Baseball: Never Too Old to Play "The" Game
After you play baseball, you'll be wanting some soda bread and Mulligatawny?
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