Friday with the Mets, Top of the fourth, Mets 1-0

Ah, what's his name just grounded out to end the top, and here come the Presidents!

It's Teddy, with...red flippers and a body board versus, the rest of the lot, who don't have water gear. The other presidents all burned down the track, but I was transfixed on Teddy, who got surpassed from his fifty-foot lead before he was sixty feet from the center-field door, turned around and sauntered back, flipping his board around with his head drooping. That's entertainment.

Ah, Ryan Zimmerman with a single up our old friend Tim Redding. Dunn's at the plate, who raced his heart out and still couldn't make a pop fly to left. As par the baseball exchange, if he hits it out here, he'll be Adam Dunn again.

2-1

Tries to tag Zimm...no dice.

Dunn with a high shot to left. Buh.

Elijah coming to the plate, one out with one on first.

Wow, he took a pitch, a ball low.

Ball-low! (You know, like "baller?" Totally works)

Looked away, 2-2

Ugh, I'm wearing a sweater, and rolling up my sleeves led them to be all stretched and bellbottomy.

And Dukes strikes out. Take my eyes!