I started five different blogs and ended up deleting all of them. I had a lot to say and no way to say it.
Wanna know what I'm ready for more than break? A little sunshine. Not the fleeting glimpses I get of it on a cloudy day. I want those sunny days where all worry is cast aside. The days where you think nothing can go wrong even after something has. I'm tired of all this gray in my life.
I want a reason to smile every single day.
I have some reasons, but the sunlight would be nice.
Have I told you guys how much I miss baseball?
It's pretty damn bad. I hope I get the chance to play some ball this summer. There really isn't anything like the sweat you get during a baseball game on a blistering summer day. Nothing like running down a fly-ball to make the third out of the inning. Nothing like the rush and uncertainty of stealing a base. I miss it all.
Baseball is the most beautiful game in the world. You see, baseball accurately describes us as humans.
Baseball is a sport where perfection isn't expected. Where perfection, when seen, is almost other worldly. A batter can be a legend if he is successful 4 out of 10 times. A pitcher who wins 3/4 of his games is an ace. The one place you're expected to be close to perfect is in the field. Baseball is a team sport where an individual can shine through. It's also a sport where an individual cannot single-handedly win a game (not most times at least). Baseball in recent years has been marred by performance enhancing drugs.
PEDs show how we as humans work. The way we are raised. The cultural perception of how things ought to be. We are raised to be perfect, or as close to it as we can manage. Baseball is a game where you simply cannot be perfect. With the exception of a handful of pitchers in a handful of games it isn't possible. There are too many factors.
I think the biggest rush during a game is stealing a base. It isn't just speed that steals you a base. It has a lot to do with smarts. It takes a strong lead, it takes patience, and it takes vision. You pay attention to the pitcher's idiosyncrasies and you time him up. He'll give you one look, might throw over once or twice, but then he wants to focus on the batter. You can take a couple inches, but you have to be careful no to get too cocky. With a righty you watch his back heel. If he raises his left leg or slide steps you're off. With a lefty you have to cut down your lead. You can't take as much but now you have a decision to make. Are you fast enough to wait to him to approach the plate? Or are you going on first movement? Whatever the situation is once you put your head down there is no going back. Once your head is down anything could happen. A ball in the dirt and most times you are in easy. A curveball gives you an extra split second to get there. It comes down to how smart you are, how fast you are, and how good the catcher's arm is.
I miss it.
NP: My Oh My- Macklemore
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