Losing Feels Worse Than Winning Feels Good.

I Guess My Thermometer For My Baseball Fever Is Still A Goose Bump.

It's Easier To Pick Off A Fast Runner Than To Pick Off A Lazy Runner.

I've Always Felt, It's A Gift Of God, Whatever I Have, Whatever Has Made Me Do What I Do For As Long As I Do It. But I Know I Can Lose That In One Second. A Stroke. Whatever. One Second. Blow The Whole Thing. So, When You Do Think About That, You Realize How Fortunate And How Blessed You've Been, And That's Really How I Feel.

It Is Kind Of Lovely To Be Sitting Alone, Just Thinking, Very Quiet, No One Around. I Don't Feel Alone Or Left Out.

I Really Love Baseball. The Guys And The Game, And I Love The Challenge Of Describing Things.