I balance my bicycle against one leg, loosen the helmet strap from around my chin and gaze through the chain link fence onto the green baseball field below. Third and fourth graders dart around the diamond like busy insects hauling crumbs. Watching them chase balls and run bases brings me back to a summer of nearly 30 years before when I had been one of those kids myself. - > MORE
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I never open the sports page of the newspaper. I can't press the "channel up" button on the remote fast enough when I come across a game of any sort on TV. And for as long as I live, I will never understand how it came to pass that a society as evolved as ours - > MORE
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