Been lurking for a while. I even got a quote from Slateman (something to do with Mark Melancon's stones) at some point in last Autumn's inevitable and crushing failure against the Dodgers. Those games went on so long. Routine going to bed at 4 in the morning. Sigh.
With that timing, clearly I'm from the incorrect side of the Atlantic. England. Stratford-upon-Avon to be exact. My Brother-in-law's wife spawned her way into a gig at the British Embassy. Only been to Nat's Park the once. A pitchers duel between Bumgarner and Zimmermann early on in 2011. We lost 1-0.
My handle, awbb could stand for Absolutely Woeful Baseball I suppose, which would be apt, but actually stands for Alan Walsh Bending Bombshell. A Soccer player from the 80s who scored loads of ridiculous goals, who I adored when I was a child and whose daughter is currently Kelsey Grammer's wife.
Cheers.