This is a first -- a live blog post. I'm on the Mariners train from New York to Boston. The team won today so I get to ride inside and not on the cow catcher.
At the moment we're stopped somewhere near New Haven to let another train pass. I'll be pissed if it's the Yankees.
As for the scenery -- picture the French countryside with landfills.
But there's something romantic about a baseball team traveling by train. Oh for the days of club cars and Babe Ruth vomiting into spittoons!
Going to sign off now. The train has started up again. And I've got a movie to watch. I hope Unstoppable is good.
