Out of nowhere yesterday my daughter asked me if I was interested in going to a baseball game. Of course I am, I told her. After all, the only thing I do is sit here in my apartment! Anyway, we went up for the Sunday afternoon game. We were all hyped about getting our Rays shirts that they were giving away, but they wouldn’t give you one unless you were wearing Rays gear! What in God’s name is up with that? Needless to say I asked my nephew Jamie to write them an angry email since he has a reputation in that field.