When in doubt, plant tomatoes

It has been a while, but this is one of those mornings where I don’t know what to write about, the internet hasn’t revealed anything juicy and I want to save my generics stash for my upcoming business trip.

I guess I could write about 3 more weeks of no Wright, but that’s really no shocker. 2011 is the summer of Turner, Murphy, Gee and Niese – and that’s if we’re lucky. It has the potential of being The Summer of 77 and that’s only good if you are named Reggie.

So here I am, Donuts in hand, ipadding from t-ball. I cracked my iPhone, and my dog ate my read white and blue (baseball) Giants cap.

With all at, I turned to my inbox hoping for a miracle. Mike with the save..with this picture of Joe Pignatano.

joey p. tending to his tomatoes using bats to prop them up in mets bullpen

pitcher jack dilauro over his shoulder 1969