THE GLOVE
My buddy Michael was sitting behind the Nats dugout when their catcher Robert Fick threw his batting glove to my buddy Michael who was sitting behind the dugout. He gave the glove to me and I wore it all night and even woke up still wearing it. I also woke up with signatures all over the glove and all up and down my arms. not sure who signed the glove or my arms but I hope they were professional athletes. I think they were just people I met at the bars after the game.My name is Bobbo, want a Cheeto?







