I know there’s a scienctific explanation for how the ball curves and slides and moves when I throw it. And while I have a grasp of it, I don’t understand it like a scientist. But I know how to move my fingers along the ball, applying pressure upon the seams on the release. And even … Continue reading Pasttime – 44
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Pasttime – 43
I remember my first time like it was just that. It’s a moment that will always remain stuck in ice. Crafted as it was and to remain forever. It was a September thing, a September fling when everyone was up. The team was in the tank and it was more like a long road trip … Continue reading Pasttime – 43
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I grew up outside a big city, but never felt the need to leave my little vincitity. But when I did leave, I never came back. Between college, summer ball and minor league spots; I bounced around the country. But all the spots were somewhat small towns. And getting dressed to go out someplace small … Continue reading Pasttime – 42
