My brothers (wives?) decided not to get together for Christmas this year in order to spend time with the wives' families. The brothers decided we didn't need to get each other anything for Christmas if we weren't getting together.
The wives may have thought I was Scrooge, but I'm ok with that. I get to keep the autographed Burke and Ensley baseballs and posters I picked up last season.
So, Merry Christmas to me!
Can't hardly wait for baseball season to start up again!
People like that wanna be bad....until the REAL BAD BOYS SHOW UP. Running away like a scared child. This is what my father would have done to me if I EVER thought about doing something like that.