Sometimes as adults, we become jaded by the game. We see the players that are on the team and wish that the team we grew up cheering for would embody everything that we believe. We see players making “personal choices” that go against basic science the perceived norm and wish we could just talk to them about that choice.
Wasn’t it simpler when you could just cheer for the laundry without knowing all the of stuff that goes on behind it?
My son is seven years-old. He is a baseball fanatic. He lives and breathes baseball, waking up early each morning with the first question being “What did the Phillies do?