[Kevin Finnerty]

Now that I am calm and reasonable, and being that I am somewhat familiar with lovely Vallejo, California, I was starting to imagine more of the picture, using the patience born of that calm state, and it's much easier to imagine how this coward snaked his way out of there.

I've done games in East Los Angeles and South Central Los Angeles (the southern equivalent of Vallejo and Richmond), and once had an off-duty cop carry my partner and me on a cart from the car to the diamond and wait there like a game administrator. Then, at game's end, he took us to the car and waited with us until we left the area. It always worked out when I went into the inner-city, but it gets a little hairy if you think about it too much.

It's an outrage that the climate can be so harsh for us at times.