Hey Pitcher! You’re The Fat Chick
Lonely Cat
This morning when I woke up there was a black and white tuxedo cat named Molly sitting on my chest purring.
As I mentioned in an earlier e-mail, I'm home alone for the next 3 weeks. My wife and youngest son (age 15) are at East Cobb, Georgia for a series of baseball tournaments. Two of my sons are college pitchers who are training with Ron at the Texas Baseball Ranch for 2 months. Some of you might ask why I would send my sons all the way out to Texas when they could train right...
