THE RHYTHM, THE GRACE, THE FEEL, IT

When you’ve had a bad streak and you get it back, you feel like you’re whole again.

It’s like a warm shower after a chilly night game …

Like water in the desert …

Like a knot coming loose in your gut …

Like a sigh that runs down to your toes …

At the plate, in the field, you can see the ball, you can handle the ball, you want the ball.

It’s like a double play with a 1-0 lead …

Bad bounce snatches, full-length dives, bunts that defy imagination …

Baseball is a wonderful world.

LONG, LONG SEASON

Playing poorly. My head’s not in it. I want to stay up late, have a few brews with friends. I want to sleep in. If I’m not totally alert, if I’m mentally tired, the timing isn’t there. I can’t make the plays that are too fast to think about. I want a summer vacation, like any other American. At least a day without a game.

Hiding the Ball

The good ones do it on every pitch. They keep the ball in their gloves until the last instant. They hide it so you can’t glimpse their grip and get an idea of what’s coming.

A good pitcher is part magician. He begins his windup and he’s all elbows and knees. All you can do is watch his moves until the ball pops out like a rabbit from a hat.

It makes it so hard to hit. It’s easier if you can get the pitcher out of his full windup and into the stretch.

OFF DAYS, BAD BOUNCES

Losing is like tripping and falling in the dirt. It hurts. The day is a waste. Sure, losing is part of baseball. That’s why there are so many games. There will always be off days, bad bounces, bad plays. But it still feels like you were cheated when you lose.  It makes you feel like a sad little boy.