|Cliff Lee, jogging out to the mound. It's a constant source of amusement to watch the opposing batters throw their bats and slam their helmets to the ground when he strikes them out.|
If there is one thing in this world I am overly attached to, it's sports. Last night as I was driving to the Adoration Chapel it occurred to me that Cliff Lee was on the mound, and I felt a momentary lump in my throat. I would never give up one of my devotions in order to watch sports, but I do worry that I spend too much time indulging in America's Favorite Pastime. When you have a dude like this on the mound every 5th game, it's hard to switch the set off and go to bed at a civilized hour.