I wandered right field and hovered at the corner infield spots, but more than anything else I wanted to pitch.
I didn’t have the reflexes to play up the middle as a kid. I sprouted to 5’10" by the beginning of fifth grade and lost coordination in my suddenly enormous limbs. With the assistance of soda and pizza I remained chubby throughout the growth spurt, making me one of the least nimble players on the field.
Fortunately, baseball is a sport in which the build we consider to be traditionally athletic can be ignored altogether if you have a cannon or hit bombs.
