The present author is an expert on almost zero topics. The production of embarrassing odors, perhaps. The concealment of those same embarrassing odors, probably also.
Two other disciplines, however, in which the author possesses something not very different than expertise — and both of which are decidedly relevant to the present weblog post — are Cleveland right-hander Corey Kluber and also capital-S Splendor.
Much like a Spice Girls song in which two become one, Corey Kluber and Splendor became one in the second inning of Kluber’s start last (Saturday) night — in particular on a 1-2 count to Mets first baseman Lucas Duda, on which count Kluber threw a two-seam fastball that started somewhere in the vicinity of Duda’s front hip and then migrated across the strike zone, like how the author’s Italian ancestors migrated across the Atlantic Ocean, if the Atlantic Ocean were a strike zone.
Like here, for example, in regular motion:
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