Baseball can be many things to many people. For some it is a way to fill the time during a long summer, a way to mark the days going from spring to fall. For others it is a job where they get paid for playing a children’s game. And for a select few, it is the most important thing in their lives.

For the longest time I thought I fell within that last category. I lived and breathed each and every pitch from the moment that pitchers and catchers reported to Spring Training until that final out was recorded in the World Series. There was not a moment that went by that I didn’t think and dream about baseball. Some would say it was an obsession; to me it was a love affair.

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