I've always loved baseball. From the time I hit the first overthe fence homerun in the history of Decatur County Little League, I loved it even more. I saw my first Cardinal game when I was 10 years old. I still have the composite team picture and the souvenir bat Uncle Harrell Watson bought for me in old Sportsman Park stadium.
During my athletic career, I loved football more but I was better at baseball and wish I had followed the sport into college which was an option that I turned down.
Now, for the point of this rendering. The 2011 baseball season and the finale of the World Series is the reason baseball is such a great sport. The team (or individual) that refuses to quit-- no matter the odds, no matter the circumstances, no matter the challenge will in the end win at games, life, relationships, and life itself. The St. Louis Cardinals set an example this season that should (and will) be studied, analyzed, and hopefully mimiced by myself, my family, my friends, my country, and my world as the way to do life.
Sunday, October 30, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Birthdays Keep On Coming
You know you're growing older when you stop hiding your age and start being proud of it. dd
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