My beloved Pittsburgh Pirates are off to a good start for the third straight season. Hopefully, this year they won't fall apart down the stretch.
The Pirates are my team because they were Dad's team. They were his team because during World War II major league teams didn't hold spring training in Florida-- the war effort had commandeered the trains-- so the Pirates held spring training in Muncie, and Dad would go watch. Also, when I was young, the Pirates were really good. They won two World Series in the 1970s, and could've played in a couple more except for that Big Red Machine from Cincinnati.
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