In baseball there’s a term, “emergency hack,” for the swing a batter takes when he’s got two strikes on him and is badly fooled on the next pitch. He’s got to somehow foul it off to stay alive, so a good emergency hack will sometimes be awkward and off balance but it will send the ball out of play so that he can live to see another pitch. (A truly excellent emergency hack will turn into a little flare over the shortstop’s head and you’ll get a single, but that’s the exception.)
There was a thing all day and now there’s a thing tonight and I’ve only got about an hour in between, so here’s my emergency hack to get something posted for today.
This is an easy one (I think). Name this airport (one of my favorites):
We Love The Stars Too Fondly 