It was a perfect day for baseball. Now if only the baseball had been perfect. At McKechnie Field in Bradenton on the Gulf Coast, the midweek weather might have been auditioning for a Florida picture postcard, but the hometown Explorers committed three errors, looked orphaned on the base paths and lost by nine runs. After the game, Wayne Garrett, the former New York Met, who entered the lineup in the eighth inning, was asked if he was exhausted from playing. "No," Garrett sighed, "but I was tired of watching."
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