My latest baseball story involves my husband and a little bit of skinny dipping. Somehow he had the bright idea to wager a naked swim in Lake Martin in February on his then surging Atlanta Braves. Unfortunately the Nationals ending up winning the division and he and his fellow Braves fan Roy found themselves on the wrong end of costly bet. I have to admit that I found it more funny than sad when they made their treck down to the ice cold water. I guess you could say they really put their "undies where their mouth is."