Or something. It is often said that nerds miss out on the beauty of the game, the lyrical aspect that interlaces itself into the lives of fathers and sons and daughters and America and whatever. It is true, sometimes our approach is a little…clinical.
In response to that wholly unfair claim, please click this link to a highly entertaining slideshow, filled with glorious photographs of found baseballs. Entitled “Any Baseball is Beautiful”, it features shots of old horsehides found in park by a guy. Enchanting. Haunting. Something else-ing. Just click it.