For many, Friday represents the end of a long work week that was filled with heavy doses of drudging. It’s my hope that at the end of every week during the baseball season, at that moment that only occurs on a Friday afternoon when it’s too far away from closing time to leave work early, but too late in the day to start anything new, you’ll join us here to read some random observations and contribute your own opinions to ten stray thoughts on a Friday.
This week’s is a somewhat special version, because we find ourselves two games into the World Series, the incredible final chapter to baseball’s annual novel. There are few things for which I have a more genuine fondness for, without irony, than the World Series. Sure, it’s doubtful that a best-of-seven series is the best judge of true talent and the randomization at play tends to have a far greater impact on the outcome than we might appreciate. However, the tension and all-or-nothing approaches to the games quite easily make up for anything that’s lacking in terms of legitimacy.
So, without further ado, the World Series edition of Ten Stray Thoughts On A Friday:




