Do you believe in love at first sight? I’m not talking about the hoary romantic convention of fairy tales and Hallmark movies, but of falling deeply for an athlete after seeing him make a single play. Or, in my case, seeing him fail to make the play.
It was a sweltering July evening in Jupiter, Florida, and the home team was down a run with two outs and a man on. The centerfielder was playing the right-handed batter to pull. Instead, the hitter laced a drive into the gap in right-center. As if fired from a pistol…no, that’s not quite right.