So much has been done to destroy baseball. It cannot be done however. Baseball is fathers and sons, little league, breaking in a glove and the passing on from generation to generation.
Baseball is the red dirt, marking the baselines, bemoaning a bad call and then tossing the umpire a water between innings, the coming of spring. Any sport which announces the coming of spring has a built in advantage.
As our children get thier first uniforms, baseball pants and markings of " real" baseball players we realize both how much they have grown from infancy and yet how little they still are.
Grown men feel the same way about baseball. Every year when they days grow longer, the light gets different in the afternoon, when the birds start waking us in the morning and we get our gloves we all are reborn.
Baseball is like the Easter of the Sports world. It is rebirth and renewal
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