  Baseball is here. Too bad the Cardinals weren't on TV. Or maybe it's better they weren't, as they lost to the Brewers.
Still, President Bush was there to throw out the opening pitch. Right over the plate. And I'm sure he picked up some votes over John Kerry. Dick Cheney was in Cincinnati. I don't know if his opening pitch was a strike, and I'm not sure if he helped the Republican cause in Ohio.
I thought I was excited to watch the NCAA basketball championship last night. But not so much. I like championships. I like the emotions and stories associated with winning, and even somtimes losing. But I never got interested last night. Before the game, we grilled out and played Rook with Greg's parents until the game came on. But then Jaclyn came over and I ended up sitting in the kitchen through most of the first half talking with her. I sat down to watch the second half and Katy called. I talked to her for a half hour or so, and that was more interesting than the basektball game. So, I called it a night after that. Georgia Tech apparently called it a night before the game even got started.
Maybe the team just needed Michael to sing its fight song... 
