The family & I went to a Portland SeaDogs game this afternoon. Our seats were behind home plate, about five rows back, slightly to the right of home plate. From this vantage point I was able to ogle all of the left-handed players asses with impunity.
God bless whoever designed the modern day baseball uniform, with those snug, form-fitting pants.
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So very cheeky of you.