Baseball in my everything. I don’t even care anymore.
I’d love to draw Tracey and Cigar beating the absolute piss out of each other more often. It’s clobbering time.
As I mentally promised to myself, Cigar in an Athletics uniform. It’s not as bad as I thought it would be. At some point I’ll sketch Tracey nicely in a Brewers uniform. It’s nice that they have a subdued navy.