Sundays are for doubleheaders.
And God said, “Let them play baseball.” And they did. They played and laughed and it was very good.
Even in the sleet and snow and with frozen fingertips.
Harper, Atticus, Brennan, and I tossed a ball after ...
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Day #97
I felt sorry for Cupcakes.
Not only did Cupcakes have to deal with ridiculous Springfield drivers, but our agreed upon date for a game of catch fell on the morning after an even more ridiculous April snow with a wind chill in the ...
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Day #96
My friend Chris and I celebrated today's fifty-degree calm before the April snowstorm on the softball field.
Chris is passionate about softball. He’s a switch-hitting southpaw who has played every year since 1992.
“Except for 2015, that ...
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Day #95
I know about his “Fat Lady is Singing” sign during Game 4 of the 1985 World Series. I’ve seen his signs on the news and at the ballpark and pretty much all over the Midwest. Marty takes superfandom to the next level.
He is known as “The ...
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Day #94
Kendal is my brother.
Sometime after I got married and moved to Texas and then moved to Kansas City and sometime after my sister moved to Arkansas, Mom went back to work teaching kindergarten and met Lindsay. And then Mom “adopted” ...
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