I first stopped playing baseball at the age of twelve, but left on
a high note. I was forced to quit due to a wrist tumor formed by
throwing curve balls at a young age. But my passion and love for
the game continued to form an inner spirit that clawed at my heart
for thirty five years, and later in life, I found baseball once
again and attacked it with a vengeance. I am full-throttle,
green-light; take no prisoners now, as I share my story from 1957
to 2007. My story begins on the eastside of Brockton,
Massachusetts, and leads to my present baseball experiences. Being
an eastside kid has had a very special meaning for me and other
real eastside kids. It's not that we were tough - I guess it was
the true grit, the attitude, and the loyalty to the friends at the
sandlots, your teammates, neighborhoods, and the idea of belonging
to each other, which I easily adapted to as similar experience in
the military. There are battles; comebacks, disabilities, and an
inside look at how baseball beats in my heart.
My dream is to make a difference, to set the example, and to
inspire others to enjoy this game of baseball. I could always look
into my opponent's eyes and relay instant messaging, saying, "I and
you are one," just as Sadaharu Oh once side. (He was the MLB Babe
Ruth of Japan.) Now I understand and believe his thoughts.
My love for this game has been so rewarding. Baseball as I said is
my heartbeat, my passion is for the game, and I am the kid from the
eastside. So follow the seams of the baseball and watch the ball
bounce from bat to glove, and experience baseball through my eyes
and listen to my heartbeat. My passion is alive and well, and
always ready for another game.
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