Play Ball

Take one man against an angry crowd. Add a foul ball and a fog. That's the story. Play ball. Taking this week from the files of John Steele. Adventurer. That's John Steele. Have adventure?

I'll bet you are. This week's tale is a bit different. It's the kind of yarn a real red-blooded American will love. What's it about? Ha ha ha ha ha. I shouldn't tell you, but I'll give Willgive you a starter.

Bring along your appetite for soda pop and hot dogs. Yep. Our story is about the great American pastime, Facebook, and it's about a very good friend of mine. You remember that game a few years back, the one between the, uh...

What am I doing here? My guest this week can tell you this story a lot better than I can. It happened to him. So folks, meet Mike Scammer. Mike? It's funny how you can get an idea in your head and nothing will change your mind.

That's how it was with me anyway. I guess it all started that day out at the stadium. I had been home firing in the senior circuit for 18 years and it was just another game to me.

But it was different for the goals and the blue Sox. It was late in August and the goals were still leading the league by a game and a half. The Sox had been right on the next and in this game.

They were leading three to two in the bottom half of the ninth. I was working balls and strikes back at the plate and first man up, grounded out in the second fly deep to left field.