A Bubba Fantasy
My favorite baseball team, The Oakland Athletics, were getting ready to start their season and they asked me for some help finding talent. I went to Cuba and found this guy chasing birds with a bat.
I took him home and found out he wasn’t too bad at catching a ball either.
So we signed him up. Things went well and then before you knew it:
He was gone and so was the season.
All color has gone out of baseball; there is no joy in O-town tonight.