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Big League Dreams

My doctor warned me not to fall.
Should I give up on big league ball?

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Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh

July 25, 2025 at 9:12 PM

Feel it Such things happen in life .Have a nice day

David Crandall

July 26, 2025 at 11:35 AM

Yup - thanks, you to Akham!

Rowena Velasco

July 25, 2025 at 5:51 PM

Hey David, this short piece really packs a punch! It captures that tough moment of wrestling with a big dream and a hard reality in just two lines. Feels real and relatable—makes me want to know more about your story. Thanks for sharing!

David Crandall

July 26, 2025 at 11:40 AM

Thanks Rowena! My only dreams of playing ball were not real, like daydreams lots of boys have, and nowadays, maybe girls too, now that pro sports is available to them. Of course, now, I'm much to old to entertain such dreams. My uncle actually play pro baseball when I was a kid.

Robert Pettit

July 25, 2025 at 12:31 PM

Reminds me of a Phillies minor league outfield prospect who won the Paul Owens award for being the best in the farm system. The trouble was, he broke the same leg two years in a row, and was forced into early retirement. This is just two lines, but the collectively say a lot.

David Crandall

July 26, 2025 at 11:36 AM

Thanks Robert! Ouch, that's bad luck!