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Baseball: the game of life

March 31, 2014

The grass is greener, the sky is bluer and spring is in the air. And if you’re anything like me that only means one thing: Baseball season is in full swing. Flashback about 14 years or so, and picture me a wild-eyed 9-year-old who could not wait to get on the field named after my granddaddy, Spanky Bruce, for opening day of city league baseball. As a kid, opening day of baseball was a lot like Christmas, but 10 times better. Although I had no presents to unwrap that morning, I had a whole summer of ball ahead of me, and a fastball right down the middle was the best present for which I could ask. Bud Bowen was on the loud speaker announcing team names, and fans and teammates gathered together for the national anthem. Baseball was always a getaway for me from the stresses of life, and that short, skinny, 9-year-old boy learned a lot playing the game. I learned that life never goes as planned, and I also learned that friends and teammates are important in dealing with whatever life throws your way. Never was this more evident than my junior year at Oak Hill Academy.

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