Loyal readers may recall my chagrin at the arrival of the annual Four-Ply-Drive Derby.
My opinion has not changed on this sweltering July evening, even tho’ our home-town hero "The Colossus" captained the American League squad chosen to whange away at the dew drops delivered by their hand-picked hurling partners.
No, I would prefer to get this mid-season pause behind us “toot sweet,” as the vaudeville joke-slingers say.
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