"There must be some kind of way out of here,"
Said the joker to the thief.
"There's too much confusion,
I can't get no relief [...] "
There is no cork in my bat. Leave me alone.
Tommy Bruno, the aging star center fielder for the Seaside Top Socks, returns for spring training smarting from an ugly divorce and furious to discover he has been paired as roommate with hot-dog rookie Tim Weare. It isnt long, however, before Bruno discovers the advantages of rooming with a man in his sexual prime.
Soon the rest of the Top Socks get in on the action, including manager Mitch Hudson, star pitcher Roger Twain, hirsute catcher Damon Thorne, Latin sensation Hector Valenze, and the teams 18-year-old Italian batboy, Ricky Catalano
The season is full of surprises, both on and off the field, but in the end of the Top Socks` teamwork stands them in good stead, pushing them into the play-offs and a World Series showdown against their arch rivals, the Philadelphia Pilots -- whose hated star pitcher has been sleeping with Bruno`s ex-wife.
REVIEWER: Gay'n Sweaty
OMFG. Like... don't read this on the subway because you'll get a boner and it'll be so embarassing. I was looking for baseball literature so that I could have something to bond with my dad over. But I found this instead. Oops! I'M SO NAUGHTY!Saturday summers when I was a kid,
We'd run to the school yard and here's what we did,
We'd pick out the captains and we'd choose up the teams,
It was always a measure of my self esteem.
Cause the fastest, the strongest played shortstop and first,
the last ones they picked were the worst.
I never needed to ask, it was sealed,
I just took up my place in right field.
Playing right field, its easy you know,
You can be awkward, you can be slow,
That's why I'm here in right field,
Just watching the dandelions grow.
Playing right field can be lonely and dull,
Little leagues never have lefties that pull,
I dream of the day, when they hit one my way,
They never did, but still I would pray,
That I'd make a fantastic catch on the run,
And not lose the ball in the sun.
And then I'd awake from this long reverie,
And pray that the ball never came out to me.
Here in ...
[solo break]
Off in the distance, the game's dragging on,
There's strikes on the batter, some runners are on,
I don't know the inning, I've forgotten the score.
The whole team is yelling and I don't know what for,
Suddenly everyone's looking at me,
My mind has been wandering, what could it be?
They point to the sky and I look up above,
And the baseball falls into my glove!
Here in right field, Its important you know,
You gotta know how to catch, you gotta know how to throw,
That's why I'm here in right field,
Just watching the dandelions grow.




| DATE | OPP | AB | R | H | HR | RBI | BB | SO | SB | AVG |
| APR 19 | NYY | 4 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | .294 |
| APR 21 | BOS | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | .278 |
| APR 23 | BOS | 4 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 3 | 0 | 1 | 0 | .273 |
| APR 27 | BAL | 2 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 1 | 2 | 0 | 0 | .292 |
| APR 29 | @NYY | 4 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | .286 |
| APR 30 | @NYY | 3 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1 | 0 | 0 | .258 |
| MAY 03 | @BOS | 5 | 0 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | .278 |
| MAY 09 | OAK | 3 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 2 | 1 | 1 | 0 | .282 |
| MAY 11 | OAK | 4 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 1 | 0 | 0 | 0 | .279 |
| MAY 12 | @TB | 4 | 0 | 2 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | .298 |
| Totals | 34 | 4 | 9 | 3 | 8 | 4 | 3 | 0 | .265 | |
