Take Me Out To the Ballgame…I’ve Got Just the Shoe For It!

October 28, 2009 by cinder
Filed under art & sole

I used to live in Cleveland, and was a fair-weather Indians fan just like everybody else. Now that I live in New Orleans, a city with no Major League Baseball team, I have to say I miss it. I even had to consult www.mlb.com just to see who’s in the playoffs. Come to think of it, that’s what I usually did when I lived in Cleveland, too. Maybe what I miss is a really good reason to hate the Yankees. They were our arch-rivals, although I always wondered if they were even aware of that, as we were certainly not theirs.

This week, I’ll be planted squarely in front of the TV for at least five minutes of every game. If I liked beer, maybe I’d be able to stretch that out to ten.

This baseball shoe was inspired more by summertime than the then-distant 2009 World Series, but right now the time is perfect to take it out of the closet and celebrate it. How many pairs are in YOUR closet, waiting for the perfect occasion to wear them? At least this one didn’t go out of style in the meantime.

Baseball Shoe

I do love this baseball shoe. In fact, it is my new favorite of all the ShoeStories^TM. I’m feeling pretty darned cocky about the way I captured the perspective of the hat, the dirt on the ball and the tape on the bat. I’m feeling so good about myself, I’m spitting and grabbing my crotch right now (not really).

Here’s the text, in case you can’t read it —

I couldn’t say for sure which team she played for, but it was obvious she wasn’t new to the game. It might be a stretch to think I’d ever score with her, or even get to first base. The most I could hope for was to get through the next couple of hours without striking out completely. I was out of my league, and I knew it.

HINT: Even though it’s a painting of a high-heeled shoe, men LOVE these ShoeStories^TM for the witty innuendo, making this Baseball Shoe matted and signed print the perfect holiday gift for your ball-struck BF or DH (can you believe it, in baseball they think that stands for Designated Hitter?). While he’s busy yelling at the umpire, you sneak over to the computer, visit www.claudialynch.com/shoestories.html and get it for him. Home run!
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