Baseball was such a simple game, yet it brought my heart to a steadier and stronger beat. It brought a smile within me that travelled in my blood, giving such joy to my heart. The sound of the bat and ball together in that moment if impact, that was when the world stopped for me in a good way. That was when I realised it was time to run.
I wasn't there for the crowds, or for the sound of the ball made when I sent it into the stratosphere; I wasn't there to make my parents proud or to show the teachers I had listened to their advice... I was there for me. I was at that baseball pitch to show up for myself and prove to to my own satisfaction that I was always gonna try to be more than the statistics predicted for kids from my neighbourhood.
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