Baseball

Days of youth, spending time tossing that white pellet. Learning how to play was sometimes heartless as losses were an injury which was difficult to take. As time went, so did the misunderstandings of the game, but instead left a deeper love for its nuances. Where to move on each play, who covered which base, cutoffs, and the defensive attitude in mind when on the field. Looking to see if the coach had enough faith to put your name in the lineup for that day's game. Every pitch became important. Every batted ball became the hit you wanted. Every member of the team became your friend for life. Don't let them down with an error or strikeout. Be their hero with the saving catch or drive in the winning run. Baseball on green fields Pastime of all my summers All American game.