There's something you oughtta know about this Griswald fella. He's in deep debt with the mob and in some deep old shit with the MLB. Shacked up with Bernie campaigner dog breeder landlords straight outta high school before the fallout with his dad over the fourth internationale led him to squatting former blockbusters with his anarchist buds in a ghost town. Helps to not have an address with collectors on your tail.

I always forgot to mention it but this ain't just your uncle sam's slamball organization. It's goddamn Marxist Leninist Baseball. Ever since his grandaddy helped Trotsky get to home base on a steal in Mexico. Old beef. Hard to believe they'd still care, right? They got that old dude out the next inning anyways, but apparently this is still on their meeting notes.