The Game of Life: Played on a Baseball Diamond

The Game of Life: Played on a Baseball Diamond

So there I stood palms sweaty, my beat-up brown glove in hand ready to make one of the biggest steps in my baseball career. With my bleached white baseball uniform I prepared to step foot on the coveted pitchers mound. With my body quivering it felt like an eternity walking the ninety feet, to where I would call home for the next seven innings. The next thing I heard was “Play Ball”, it was game time.
As the first batter stepped into the box everything grew silent. I was focused. Sizing up the batter in my mind, I was cycling through my repertoire trying to find the right pitch to serve my adversary. “Strike One!!” It was like music to my ears. From that moment on I was in the zone. I didn’t think about anything, I just envisioned those numerous hot summer nights of playing catch with Dad in the backyard, and let my arm take control. Finally after what seemed like a lifetime, the inning was over. As I ...