Sporting metaphors are a big problem. At lunch the other day I met a chap who used to work in the White House some years back. “What did you do ?” we asked. “Ummm.. “, he replied, “I guess you’d call me a kind of utility infielder.”
Blank stares. “Well”, I said, “I guess when you have been in a sensitive position you have to play a straight bat”. More blank stares. The other folk at the table were from Switzerland and Germany and were grinning politely.
I got back and asked a colleague how things were going. There was a heavy sigh and he explained that it was one of those days when you were at fourth down with nine to go. Well what could I say ? Its goals that count, Gary.