I look outside and I see nothing but grey.

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My trusty, decades-old Rawlings mitt sits, flat and lifeless. It knows.

As I write this, it香蕉视频直播檚 Opening Day (North American version) for Major League Baseball.

A time of great joy, an annual renewal of sorts. Except I香蕉视频直播檓 pouting a little bit.

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A year ago at this time, I had bigger things to worry about. Coming off significant surgery, focusing on recovery was top of mind.

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Which sucks.

And while watching non-playoff baseball on TV, or checking on my fantasy teams may pass the time, it still pales in comparison to being at the park.

Awhile back, I listed some of the best and in the world.

You could easily populate those lists simply with baseball references.

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So many memories, all of which come flooding back by (and yes, the family thinks it odd when I do this) walking around with my face buried in the old Rawlings.

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Baseball was always my favourite sport to play. I played them all, but there was just something about the strategy of baseball that set it apart.

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In addition to the practices and games, we played with ping pong balls and sticks or plastic tubing. With tennis balls and hockey sticks. Nerf balls and badminton racquets. You name it.

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Does that happen anymore?

I played all the way up through my teens. Fastball as a young adult.

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But now香蕉视频直播� nothing.

While I stubbornly refuse to close the door completely on a triumphant return to old guy slo-pitch down the line, it香蕉视频直播檚 not likely at this point.

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What香蕉视频直播檚 your favourite baseball memory? I香蕉视频直播檇 love to hear about your connection to the game as a player, coach or parent.

Favourite ? Favourite moment? Best smell? Best sound? Best player you ever competed against?

Drop me a line and share those diamond tales.

PQB News/VI Free Daily editor can be reached via email at philip.wolf@blackpress.ca or by phone at 250-905-0019.