Our man, Boot shines again!

Mingo, although I'm having trouble finding a publisher for the Scoutmaster and Priest series of Hardy boys style mysteries, I continue to work on the Mangina Monologues. The guys in that one (Bingo, Bitchy Dog, Chris Scoones, Subalpine Trout, Bryant Gumbles among others) are a minor league Class A ball team. They are uniformly awful, lose every game etc. They ride in a magic short bus driven by a man-hating socially-intolerant witch hell bent on ruining the guys and their special bonds. That character, sort of a wildly hirsute Ann Coulter on steroids, poisons the players, stealing their testosterone, turning them lumpy, like Bob Paulson from Fight Club. All of the men slowly become completely enamored with both bunting and nymphing. In the face of adversity though, they become stronger. They meet a flying unicorn while playing an exhibition match against a travelling Cuban street-urchin team. Duringt he Seventh inning stretch the unicorn leads them back into a field of corn just beyond the outfiled that ends at the most fantastic steelhead river where they recover with the help of bikini hatches and Jerry D's regiments of Dutch oven food and Ive's wood fired pizzas and fried crappie fillets. Meanwhile the Cubans, sensing an opportunity to seek asylum, steal the bus and inherit the curse...damn I'm giving it away again'