Several years ago for a couple of years, R played softball with a guy he met on the metro because he was wearing a Red Sox fleece. They've stayed in touch. In fact this summer they went to an Ozzy Osbourne Concert together. R called I to see if they had a game we could go watch. Turns out it was tournament weekend and not only were there games to watch there were teams in need of players. So, R played softball again. He had a few great hits, a couple of epic catches but overall decided he wasn't willing to get in the way of the ball anymore. We went to watch, enjoy some sunshine, do some planks and watch a dragonfly. We had a bit of trouble finding the field though, until I heard baseball chatter. Good thing the Cubans were playing, it was a like a beacon. After their game they had music and cigars and drinks and they were bbqing shashlik. One thing the Cubans and the Russians have in common is the ability to have fun.
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