Another of my obsessive baseball essays filled with obscure rhapsodies and digressions.
The general theme is Ebbets Field and the Brooklyn Dodgers of the 1950s.
Sorta.
Or maybe it's about growing old and remembering a world you liked better than today's.
Friday, December 11, 2015
Uncle Scoopy's Ballpark: Brooklyn. There used to be a ballpark here.
Uncle Scoopy's Ballpark: Brooklyn. There used to be a ballpark here.
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