You never know what might happen when you go to cover a vintage base ball game. Early in the second game of the Babies' two-game slate, one of the "cranks" (fans) rooting for the Houston team was overwhelmed by the day's crushing heat, causing one of the players to leave the game to render assistance. I was suddenly handed a uniform and pressed into service against the Boerne White Sox. I kicked off my flip-flops and joined the fray barefoot, thus earning myself two nicknames: "Shoeless John" Lomax and "Forrest," the latter of... More >>>