Man has gone long enough or even too long without being man enough to face the simple truth that the trouble with man is man.
I'm 65 and I guess that puts me in with the geriatrics. But if there were...
Tell the truth work hard and come to dinner on time.
After I hit a home run I had a habit of running the bases with my head down. I figured the pitcher already felt bad enough without me showing him up rounding the bases.
