Answer:
Where did the baseball keep its lemonade?
I start with an E end with an E and have a letter in me.
Tear me off and scratch my head what once red is now black.
I go in dry and come out wet. The longer I stay in the stronger my surroundings get.
Without a bridle, or a saddle, across a thing I ride a-straddle. And those I ride, by help of me, though almost blind, are made to see. What am I?
What never gets any wetter no matter how hard it rains?