Hope Springs Eternal In The Human Breast

Well, you know I… I never got to bat in the major leagues. I would have liked to have had that chance. Just once. To stare down a big league pitcher. To stare him down, and just as he goes into his windup, wink. Make him think you know something he doesn’t. That’s what I wish for. Chance to squint at a sky so blue that it hurts your eyes just to look at it. To feel the tingling in your arm as you connect with the ball. To run the bases – stretch a double into a triple, and flop face-first into third, wrap your arms around the bag. That’s my wish, Ray Kinsella. That’s my wish.

-Moonlight Graham

Baseball, it is said, is only a game. True. And the Grand Canyon is only a hole in Arizona. Not all holes, or games, are created equal.

-George Will

It breaks your heart.  It is designed to break your heart.  The game begins in spring, when everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and leaves you to face the fall alone.  

-A. Bartlett Giamatti

You can’t sit on a lead and run a few plays into the line and just kill the clock.  You’ve got to throw the ball over the plate and give the other man his chance.  That’s why baseball is the greatest game of them all. 

-Earl Weaver

Besides the things that actually matter in life, I love baseball more than just about anything.

-Ando

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2 thoughts on “Hope Springs Eternal In The Human Breast

  1. kludge

    I love baseball park food and crazies in the bleachers. There are few venues as stimulating for a people watcher as a baseball park!

    The game is fun too! (honestly!)

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