This episode is dedicated to an old buddy of mine whom we lost 2 years ago...Ryan. We talk about his goofy self and how his life and death affected me. We also talk about the creepy side of his baseball interest, involving The Cleveland Guardian's Progressive field, and how it angered the history in Erie Street Cemetery across the street enough that it filled the spirit of the Native American Chief Joc-O- Sot, with rage. The poem at the end "Ryan's Home Run" is really personal to me, as you will hear. Last minute, also Rest In Peace to Kel's cat, Colton. May can suck a fat greasy moldy turd. On a happier note, Happy Mother's day to all the mom's I still have left in my life, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YUNG SCYTHE!!!