We got bored of sitting in our seats, so we were standing in the walkway along the first base side. In August of 2013, I went to catch a Pelicans game with my brother here in Myrtle Beach. I was 39 years old, had been to hundreds of major and minor league games, and had not caught one single foul ball. I had a shot in the upper deck at the Oakland Coliseum, but I was busy eating. I was too short to catch one behind the net at Yankee Stadium. I had a 10-year-old boy juke it out of my grip at a spring training game in Arizona. At one game, I had seats on the first base line, and had the ball clank off my hand into the hands of the guy next to me. I did this for years, until I decided that a grown man should not be bringing a baseball glove to a game. From when I was a little boy, I used to bring my glove to the game.
My whole life, I had always wanted to catch a foul ball at a baseball game. Normal service resumed this week, so let’s talk… baseball! I’m glad so many of you found it helpful. On-site session limited behavior trackingįirst, thanks for all the comments you sent about last week’s video issue of The 10 th Man. Stores the visitor's last five pages viewed
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