"Ack! My old spare tire!"Amidst the cheers and well-wishes of the assembled ball-field heroes, this one solitary lament rang clear and true through the dressing room. There was little surprise that the one vocalizing his discontent was David John Drew -- or, as the cynical scribes of Boston-town have taken to calling him, "Ol' Aches and Pains".
Indeed, it seems that another season has begun with Aches and Pains sidelined by one or another malady. This time, it's the old lumbago flaring up, causing discomfort when leaning to field a well-struck horsehide or slicing his ash through the striking-zone with any of his butter-smooth swings.
What gives, Ol' A&P? Have we not shown you the proper respect and admiration for your clouting and mitten-wielding antics? For what do we deserve this latest malady? Or perhaps, it is just the body's way of alerting you that your playing days are on the wane.
Advice: Hot liniment and soothing ointments to refresh the blood vessels and assorted human machinery in the lower-back region. Then, to top it off, a nip or two of Duffy's for a well-rounded, purposeful feeling. Back to new!
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