I wore red on my first baseball team. Red pants and red stirrups pulled tight and a hat with a red bill that was nowhere near flat. This was the team where everyone wanted to try on the catcher’s gear and there was a breakout of lice. Being ...
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Group Texting
The first text came through while I was standing in the shop at All-Pro Automotive. Rick was being as gentle as he could telling me all the reasons my car didn’t pass its annual inspection. Thankfully, Rick has a good sense of humor and ...
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Tryouts
It started with a whisper I couldn’t ignore.
Almost immediately, Rance volunteered to cover the cost of my tryout promptly eliminating my first excuse.
Mark and I started working out the day after the Royals Opening Day ...
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Open Workout
I spotted Mark stretching on the right field line as I entered the stadium. Fifty guys gathered at the U.S. Baseball Park in Ozark, Missouri for the open workout the day before the Grip ‘N’ Rip League tryouts. There was great comfort ...
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Covered
When I last played competitive baseball, as the score-keeping-foul-ball-chasing-outfielder-warm-upping benchwarmer on the junior varsity team at Kickapoo High School in the palindromic summer of 1991, I hated wearing a cup. It was bulky and ...
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