I have a sarcastic sense of humor but underneath that sarcasm is a sentimental heart. This combination allows my loved ones to occasionally take advantage of me, as JT and T did when we were at the Hall of Fame in Cooperstown. The place is chockfull of baseball memorabilia, some of it quite sentimental. When JT and T explained to me that the wood floors in the museum were made from bats used by minor league players, I was utterly charmed by such attention to detail and love of the game.
Then they laughed at me because, of course, they'd made up that fact. Assholes.