Why?
The world probably doesnt need another blog about baseball...but I'm starting one anyway.The thing is....baseball is such a perfect metaphor for so many things in life. It just fits so well.
I want this to be different though. Not just a blog about baseball but a journal of the relationship between my son and I with the baseball season as a backdrop.
One of my first childhood memories is seeing Carlton Fisk's game 6 home run over and over as he willed the ball fair. I remember the whole countries excitement leading up to game 7. It seems that everyone was in front of the TV to see Cincinati ultimately win that World Series
Some of my fondest memories are playing baseball in the schoolyard and recruiting from blocks and blocks around to find enough kids to field teams.
I remember learning to play at the feet of my dad. Playing catch, him hitting grounders and pop flys to me and pitching endless balls to me well I swung away.
I hope to pass on that love of the game to my son. I hope someday to share this journal with him.
Until then...go Twins!
posted by Mike @ 6:05 PM
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