Author Information
MY DAD AND BASEBALL
My father loved his baseball, he said, “One day you will see,
how baseball is a lot like life…come…sit…and watch with me.”
He said, “When it’s your turn to bat…you do not know your fate.”
“You take a couple practice swings…and step up to the plate.”
“You’re ready…but a little nervous, as you hear the catcher pound the mitt.”
“Will you make an out this time…or will you get a hit.”
“And sometimes you get that hit…and sometimes you make an out.”
“For that, my son, is what baseball…and life are all about.”
“But the wonderful thing about life and baseball…is no matter how you do,
the next time you come up to bat…I’ll still root for you.”
As I watched my granddaughter play softball yesterday,
I had to smile as my childhood and adulthood met…
It seems my father gets much smarter
the older that I get.
