I’m not insane enough to say that, over the past nine years, I’ve done everything perfectly, have no regrets. If I was perfect enough to have no regrets, I wouldn’t be human, would I?
I’ve played my last professional baseball game, perhaps my last game ever. I’m retiring.
It’s sad to say goodbye to a game that’s been such a large part of my life for so many years. There is certainly a lot I will miss. Mostly the people. Coaches and fellow players, meeting and getting to know a new group of guys every year. Bonding with a summertime family as we jointly take on the grind of another long minor league season.
I’ve been a professional baseball player for nine years and I have $300 dollars in my bank account. That is one thing that I definitely won’t miss. The long hours matched by short pay has left…
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