Walking home from our dinner date Friday night, Mr inexplicably started talking to me about baseball – specifically, the prospects of our local baseball team.
This is another example of what I’m coming to think of as the Pi Syndrome – he thinks I know lots of things, even things that I’ve repeatedly told him I don’t, in fact, know anything about.
I listened patiently for a little while, but finally said,
Honey, I love you, but you do know that when you talk about baseball, all I hear is ” Blah blah blah Cole Hamels. Blah blah blah Chris Lee.”
There was a loooooong pause, then he replied in disgust,
It’s Cliff Lee
See? You just proved my point for me.