Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Dirk Hayhurst
Fans however, see my clean uniform and their boyhood dreams incarnate. When my hand presses a pen to paper, they find it magical. I don’t understand why this works the way it does, but its lack of logic in no way negates the reality of it. “My son,” said the mother as she looked at her boy, “would really like to meet you.” Again, she smiled nervously and again she was met with silence. After a moment I broke and said ...
http://www.baseballamerica.com/today/minors/features/264668.html
(Hat tip: USSM)
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