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Pause Ponder and Pitch It Right In Here


You know, you really need balls to be a catcher in major league baseball. 

Well that was my take on this week's pic. Let's see what some others came up with...


Ever wonder how baby baseballs are born?
Michael Wolfe @ Predator Press



As my father always told me "be the ball".
VMax



Ivan "Pudge" Rodriguez was never the same, even after they took the stitches out.
Nicky @ We Work For Cheese



Which ball am I supposed to keep my eye on?
Paula @ How to Become a Cat Lady...Without the Cats


And our winner this week...

After surgery, John Kruk still played despite the one ball he had left being swollen.
Skeeter @ Dead Dog

Way to keep your eye on the ball, Skeeter. Congratulations. You be hangin' with dufus this week. Wanna head on down to Toronto with me and take in a Blue Jays game? They're currently in last place in the American League, east. Maybe if they changed to this guy's uniform they'd have more success.

Thanks to everyone who played along this week. Be sure and join us Wednesday for another edition of Pause Ponder and Pun.

Comments

Paula Wooters said…
It's fun to get back in the game here at Pause, Ponder and Pun!
nonamedufus said…
It's fun to have you back, Boom Boom!
Quirky Loon said…
Heh heh. Congrats to all! Very funny lines. Although Nicky's really had me rolling. hee hee "Never the same..." hee hee

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