I know not everyone who loves baseball got that from their father. Mothers, grandparents, uncles, friends, movies, books - these have certainly been responsible for leading countless people to appreciate this great game. But today is a special day for dads, and whether you have one to celebrate, you are one, or you just want to read a sappy, but heartfelt, ode from one guy to his old man, here are my reflections on my dad and baseball.
My dad is a great man. I don't mean that in the grandiose sense of the word; he's not famous, he's not a world leader, he hasn't invented anything that has altered the course of human history (although he DID consider trying to patent a clipboard that could be oriented both portrait and landscape - it would have changed the portable writing surface industry forever).