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Changing the face of playground baseball

Changing the face of playground baseball

Before you read about playground baseball, allow me to share a fictional story about a little boy who dreamt of becoming a hero… “If only I could hit the ball, it would be a cinch,” said the little boy. He was known to swing for the fences and often stared at his bat with much disgust. I’m talking about “Little Johnny Strikeout,” who dissolved in tears every time his teammates mocked him when he swung like a rusty gate. But soon things changed… One day after practice as he sat crying at a park bench, he heard a distant voice telling him not to give up. The mysterious voice offered the following advice, “Keep your eye on the ball and swing level at all times.”

Major League Baseball needs help

Major League Baseball needs help

It’s my favorite time of the year again — the start of Major League Baseball, not counting the Masters this week — when I get to sit and watch millionaires playing a kid’s game. The season kicked off last Thursday. Some might call playing the game work, but not me. I still call it play. As with any sport, you’re either born with the natural talent, or you’re not. A good work ethic helps; but in the end, when it comes to sports, you’re either born to play the game at the professional level or you’re not.

Augusta the beautiful

Augusta the beautiful

I had an invitation to go to the Masters Tournament again this year, but couldn’t make it happen. This wasn’t an invitation to attend the entire four-day tournament, mind you, wouldn’t that be nice, but rather the Wednesday that’s left open every year for a few lucky members of the public. Me being one. My buddy says he’ll invite me again next year, but I can’t turn him down a third time. Have to start making plans today.

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