Here's the thing about baseball that I love: it absolutely mirrors real life. You go to work damn near every day. People come and go. You get the promotion you don't really deserve. You win games you otherwise have no business winning. Someone else gets the promotion you do deserve. Sometimes you lose games you absolutely have no business losing. Then you get back at it tomorrow. Every now and then you have really good days and feels like there's a parade waiting for you as you leave. Sometimes you have five really bad days in a row (some of them in Boston), and you find yourself looking for meaning.
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