One of the beautiful things about baseball is that every once in a while you come into a situation where you want to, and where you have to, reach down and prove something.
On any given afternoon between Memorial Day and Labor Day, Little League baseball games are underway at neighborhood ballparks throughout America. While there’s no guarantee which team will win—be it the Johnsonville Juggernauts or the Midville Mudslingers—what is guaranteed is that at least one little bench-sitting baseball player will be pleading, “Put me in, Coach! I’m ready to play!”
Every kid who plays baseball dreams of ...