This is a short story I wrote because even after all of my years in baseball, playing it, watching it, writing about it, coaching it, dreaming about it, and teaching it, I was genuinely inspired. The source of my inspiration doesn't know about this story, and neither does anyone else, so I'm hoping everyone enjoys it. I have a tendency to romanticize things here and there I suppose. And yes, I Continue Reading...
Baseball – I
Close your eyes. I mean, really close them. Let yourself drift off to another place. Clear your mind. As Billy Chapel says in For Love of the Game, " clear the mechanism." You're sitting outside, leaning back in a rigid but somehow, tolerable seat. As you let your eyes close for a moment, your other senses heighten. You feel the warmth of the sun on your skin. Somewhere a switch has been flipped Continue Reading...