Some people have emailed to ask whether I’m planning on checking out a baseball game here in Japan. No. I’m not much of a baseball fan at home anymore, so I’m not overly interested. Sheryl, Madeleine and I plan on checking out a sumo match later in our trip.
But coming down from a jetlagged breakfast on the thirty-fourth floor (with those great Japanese eggs that have nearly rust-colored eggs), I ran into these friendly ballplayers in the lobby of my hotel.