The Cleveland Indians and the never ending-hunt for a power bat

There's been a great deal of hand-wringing in our nation about the declining population of power bats. I, for one, have grown tired of the complaining. It seems to me that a determined couple of scouts could strike out on their own and track down a handful of longball launchers.

So, to the tune of Simon & Garfunkel's "America,"  I give you (with my limited musical talent) the entirely fictional tale of two scouts scouring the nation for a few good bats.

Oh. Perhaps it's a little bit more challenging that I thought.