Singers

Every game, between the top and bottom of the seventh inning, is the stretch, and these days it usually involves someone singing “God Bless America.”

Last night it was Amy Grant, and tonight it was that guy from Creed, who just strikes me as an Eddie Vedder imitation. I can’t decide which is more annoying.

As a wise woman said recently, “Today I saw a flyer for an anger management seminar. It was printed in Comic Sans. That made me angry.”