Sometimes, the real world doesn’t play the game. This morning, I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth, with Billy sat next to me wondering if I was going to just hurry up and take him for a walk, when I glanced at the back of the t-shirt hanging on the radiator. The back of this particular t-shirt has a big number seven on it, and the word “Mantle” above it. It is, of course, a New York Yankees Mickey Mantle t-shirt.
My mind wandered and wondered if there were two more baseball players that could complete the basic interior structure of the Earth. One walk around the park later, I dash to my computer and search on the Internet for a player called “Core”.
Yes! Danny Core. Two down, one to go.
Please… pleeeeeeeeease let there me a “Crust”…
No Crust. The closest I can get is Fernando Cortez; corteza being the Spanish word for “crust.”
As Meat Loaf so memorably said, two out of three ain’t bad…