Cleats by Bill Hinds for April 06, 2008
Transcript:
Jerome's grandpa: Boys, I got a special treat for you. Mango. Jerome: Grandpa loves mangoes. Jerome's grandpa: I acquired a taste for this luscious fruit when I was playing baseball in South America. I would pick up spending money between games by working on the mango plantations. Some of those mango trees were fifty feet high. Dee: Whoa - how did they get the mangoes down from fifty feet? Jerome's grandpa: Cutters on really long poles. Dee: Didn't the fruit get hurt when it fell? Jerome's grandpa: Nah. We would catch them in a mango mitt. It's like a big catcher's mitt. Jerome: You're kidding us. Jerome's grandpa: You doubting your grampa? My mango mitt is sitting in the back of the hall closet right now. Go take a look. It's behind the coconut helmet.