It's been real tough. We've lost six in a row. This is no fun.
That one wasn't bad. It was in on his hands, where I wanted it. But he's a good hitter.
I just got into a groove, from the end of the second inning on.
A mistake pitch. I wanted it down and in, something he'd have to chase.
It's real tough. It's just no fun.
We originally contested at the administrative level, but then they said they wanted to revoke our liquor license. That substantially upped the stakes.
The man who doesn't relax and hoot a few hoots voluntarily, now and then, is in great danger of hooting hoots and standing on his head for the edification of the pathologist and trained nurse, a little later on.
(June 19, 1856 - May 07, 1915)
One must never have spared oneself, one must have acquired hardness as a habit to be cheerful and in good spirits in the midst of nothing but hard truths.