Saturday in the Park

    A lot of times I'm a little bit nervous about even mentally claiming credit for creative work I've done. Today at the ballpark, however, as I watched T2 revel in his role as catcher -- skipping from base to base with every hit or steal -- I looked at my little work in progress and puffed up my chest as I whispered, "I helped create that."

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