My girlfriend and I went to the Indians game this past Sunday. She knows precious little about baseball (for example, I needed to explain that a foul ball cannot result in a strikeout) but is sharp and willing to learn. Most importantly, perhaps, she tolerates my obsession.
Anyway, Andy Marte came to the plate in the sixth inning. "He's got a nice name," she commented.
Andy Marte hit a home run to the bleachers in left.
"Yeah, he's definitely my favorite player," she stated.
