What so troubled my sleep last night that I had a vivid dream in which Tim Lincecum was a member of the St. Louis Cardinals?
Tim was standing just a few feet from me, wearing a red Cardinals cap as well as a red jacket. It was Timmy all right: The soul patch, the long dark locks down to his shoulders. But he was on the Cardinals.
I guess the dream is merely an indicator of how day after day, baseball is on my brain. The trigger yesterday may have been that I found my black Giants’ knit cap and wore it on an errand yesterday afternoon. Lincecum often wears one of those “beanies” and I probably had him in mind when I slipped mine on.