New Orleans has never been much of a baseball town, despite the presence of our Zephyrs, the triple-A team for the Mets.

Despite the heat, their Metairie ballpark is always a good time. Where else will you find a nutria named Boudreaux for a mascot?

You can get a slice of the greasiest pizza on earth. On Thirsty Thursdays you can get a bad beer for a dollar.

But minor league baseball is fun. Is that a fourth Molina catcher that I see on their roster?

I suppose that I will probably be the only one interested to learn that Rick Waits is the new pitching coach for those Zephyrs. Well, I watched him thirty years ago pitching in Cleveland …

Anyhow, this really does lead up to a New Orleans tune — a great version of "Take Me Out to the Ballgame" by Branford Marsalis. I only wish it was longer.