On The Security Force, Farmer H Would Be Known As The GRINCH

The Pony's apartment complex is situated in the deep, deep, paved outfield of the Sooners' baseball stadium. Okay. It's not really outfield if it's past the fence, I guess.

As we waited for The Pony to come down (he'd requested our non-presence in his apartment), I wondered aloud to Farmer H if any home runs might actually reach the parking lot and damage a car. Farmer H thought that was a possibility.

"I also wonder if people sit out here and watch the game."

"Nah! I'm pretty sure security would stop that from happening."

Perhaps, by security, he meant the officials who tool around in one of these at The Pony's university-owned apartment complex. Isn't that just the cutest little thing? I suppose it's a version of a Sooner Gator.

When The Pony got in A-Cad, I asked him. "Does anybody ever watch the baseball games from out here in the grass?"

"Oh, yeah! They carry their couches out of the apartments to sit on."

Heh, heh! Farmer H, proven wrong!