I’m a baseball romantic; my record is pretty clear on that. Anyone can pick a superstar as their favorite player, but I (like many of you) gravitate towards the lesser sung players, the players who make us think that even with our human foibles we can find success. They keep plugging away and maybe we see ourselves in them. We are not the best at what we do either, but if we keep working maybe we will hit our equivalent of a home run in life.
It was the baseball romantic side of me that wanted to write about David Freitas.