coldbivy

First night under bright lights

Discussion created by coldbivy on Apr 10, 2013

My fondest memory of playing baseball as a kid was staying up later than normal to see the little league championship game. The sounds, the sights, and the crowd were all magical to my 9 year old mind. I wanted to so badly play in that game one day. And I did; 3 short years later, I stood on the pitchers mound in that game throwing a 2 hit, 1 run game. We lost, as we failed to score entirely, but it was magical.

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