Baseball for me was instinctive, born within me, given to me as a gift from God.
I've always been a slave to my heart.
Love soothes wounds, while hatred and violence deepen them.
I eventually became proud of my strikeouts, because each one represented another learning experience.
Never had I had so many friends and so much fun as I did in the projects.
Unfortunately, inner feelings and potential are often stunted by our parents, relatives or peers.