Thought we would start your Tuesday with a little humor:

A man paused to watch a group of boys noisily engaged in a game of sandlot baseball. The bases were loaded, the man noted, when the batter clouted a ball over the head of the left fielder. Two runs scored.

The little third basemen seemed undaunted, as he pounded his fist into his glove and chattered encouragement to his pitcher.

Curious now, the man called to the little guy, “What’s the score?”

 “It’s 18 to nothin’.” the little tyke shouted.

“Then how can you be smiling?” the man asked. “Aren’t you discouraged?”

“Heck, no,” the boy replied. “We haven’t been to bat yet.”