My interest in sports had some major roadblocks when I was growing up.

In the fourth grade, we they would play baseball during recess time.  They would pick teams based upon throwing a bat vertically and someone grabbing it near the end, then fist over fist until team members were chosen.  I was usually last, of coarse, the fact that I didn’t know how to play or had ever received instructions about playing contributed to my status.  I recall standing in left field, a borrowed glove on my left hand, when a ball was hit my way.  I reacted by raising my right hand to catch it, only to have the burn of the ball cause me to drop it.  A very embarrassing moment, Continue reading →