Our friend Kasey posted something on Instagram* yesterday that was timed perfectly. Or, at least, it was timed perfectly for me, since I’ve developed a reputation as the gooey, Field-of-Dreams, sentimental baseball fan among the writers here at Redleg Nation dot com.
This was written by A. Bartlett Giamatti, the former president of Yale University who also served as commissioner of baseball. (Insert Pete Rose discussion here.) It describes well my feelings about baseball.
“[Baseball] breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the 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 all alone.