Last night (Friday) I watched an inning of the scrimmage between the 2 Dodger squads on TV. It was so odd and, frankly I couldn’t get into it quite the same as a regular game. On the other hand it is baseball. After I turned the TV off, it began to stir in me the query of why do I love baseball so much. As a result, I began to reminisce about how I began to play, and fall in love with, baseball in my younger days in Dairy Valley, and mostly at Artesia Park. It was so easy to do back then.
RANDOM THOUGHTS ON WHY I LOVE BASEBALL SO MUCH
