Went to see the Rangers yesterday -- actually, went to see Mike Trout yesterday who is in town with the Angels. Everything about it was weird. Miserable traffic. A short heavy rain just as I reached the park. Empty parking lots. I was pretty early, but this was way odd. After wandering around the place thinking I was in some kind of Twilight Zone episode, a chinese guy there with his family told me the game was cancelled due to the death of an Angels pitcher. What a strange afternoon. Not as strange as the day that pitcher was having, but pretty strange.
Time flies like an arrow.
Fruit flies like a banana.