This is such a beautiful picture. We love it's evocation of the wide open field of freedom so brilliantly espoused in the doctrines of baseball. Whatever that means. We just made it up right now.
Let us tell you, if we had a nickel for every time we've been viciously body checked by a giant dog in a giant field of grass, well, we, uh, still wouldn't have any nickels. Dang.
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A little piece of my world finally feels right again. I love that damned dog.
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