There are two things that I really like about baseball.
The first is hard to put into words. It’s the something special that happens very occasionally during a game. For the majority of the three and a half hours of a baseball game, nothing happens and most people on the field are standing still.
But once in a while the fates will say “now,” and the something will happen. Maybe the batter will slap a ball into the hole between short and third, scoring two runs and giving his team the lead in the eighth inning.