I picked up my credential at RFK stadium Monday morning. I have been wearing it around my neck ever since. Happily, it is waterproof, as I found out in the shower yesterday morning.
When people ask me about it, I say: “Oh, this? My credential to cover a MAJOR LEAGUE BASEBALL TEAM? The one which allows me to go on THE FIELD? And into the PRESS BOX? And even into the LOCKER ROOM? Huh. I forgot I had it on.”
Dear Mr. Mullings:
You are barely qualified to comment on politics in which you’ve been involved lo these many years. What, on Earth, qualifies you to be a baseball reporter?
Left side tires
Enough! We get it.
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