To me, baseball has always been a reflection of life. Like life, it adjusts. It survives everything.
That's where the future lies, in the youth of today.
They give you a round bat and they throw you a round ball. And they tell you to hit it square.
I flailed my arm in a throwing motion before I could even walk.
The bat is gone, but the smile remains.
I wasn't out drinking and abusing my body. I simply loved to go out and dance.