Emergency dentist appointment keeps me away from baseball

It has been well documented that my favorite activity is playing baseball.

My worst: Going to the dentist. Today, I'll miss the former and suffer through the latter. I can't think of anything worse than setting in a dentist chair and have someone take a pair of pliers and go to work on the pearly whites. The fact I've ignored this trip to the dental office for so long will be a cause for embarrassment as I sit nervously in the chair with my hands glued to the armrests.

I hope to be back playing ball by the end of the week with a smile on my face. But I have a feeling I won't be whistling.