As a kid, I would hit rocks with my wiffle ball bat high across the tree’s over beyond the neighbors house. I mean for hours and hours no exaggeration. My imagination would run wild, I would mimic stances like Frank Thomas, Mark McGwire and Ken Griffey Jr. It’s possible that my hand an eye coordination was refined in those years. After a long Winter you could feel Spring in the air and I knew baseball was right around the corner! It’s just how it was then. No distractions. Juts a kid ready to playball.
Similar times I guess, hope kids today still find the time to get lost in those moments just being a kid.
Baseball is back….AMEN!
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