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12 April 2008


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This is why I like blogging. An afternoon with a no-show client and time on my hands to discover a new blogger through another I barely know, but admire...and I find this, a mom who takes off her sock to give to her kid...such a simple thing, but it rocked me hard, knocked my socks off (if I'd been wearing any, wearing sandals today sans socks) but got to me!


Ohhhh, your son had a rough day. Poor guy. I love how you solved his dilemma with your own sock. What a good mom! And yes, I think we need more kindness in this world.


You'll have to take him back to a Giants game soon, so that he can erase that experience with a more positive one. Poor guy, to stand accused and not have a clue if any of the adults drawn into the confusion had any comprehension that he was actually innocent.

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why the bottom of the ninth?

  • For as long as I can remember, I have always loved the game of baseball. Like life, it is a game that is measured in small moments, a single pitch, a missed sign, a sacrifice fly to right in the bottom of the ninth to score the winning run. Moments when things change, sometimes forever. The bottom of the ninth is about those moments.


  • "People will come, Ray... They'll walk out to the bleachers, and sit in shirt-sleeves on a perfect afternoon. They'll find they have reserved seats somewhere along one of the baselines, where they sat when they were children and cheered their heroes. And they'll watch the game, and it'll be as if they'd dipped themselves in magic waters. The memories will be so thick, they'll have to brush them away from their faces. The one constant through all the years has been baseball. ... It reminds us of all that once was good, and it could be again. People will most definitely come." - Field of Dreams, 1989

i believe

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