My dh is a baseball fan. A Cubs fan, to be more specific. I have no clue about baseball. Or the Cubs. I’ve been trying to find ways to learn more. At my ds’s games, I’ll ask, “what’s a double? what’s a home run?” Just kidding, I know what a home run is. I’ll call the runs “points,” he’ll correct me. So, I have this girlfriend who is obsessed with Cuddyer on the Twins. I watched a game with my dh just so I could see what Cuddyer looks like. I was not impressed. But I had an idea. I’ll find my baseball crush. So, I went about, until I came across who I thought could be my baseball crush. I said, “honey, honey, I know who I like in baseball.” He asked, “What team is he on?” “The Jets.” “Uh, the Jets are football and they’re my team’s arch enemies.” Okay, I give up. I’ll go back to gardening.
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