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Which means, of course, more foul ball territory per capita...

Author: By Darren Kilfara, | Title: Singing in the Rain, For Once | 9/20/1994 | See Source »

...Montreal, bases empty. The calculations zinged through my head: batter righty; pitcher lefty; me on the first base side; open aisle on the right; tiny, insignificant brother on the left; room behind if needed. I had flippantly remarked two innings earlier that were I to catch a foul ball today, I could die a happy man--now, as always, I prepared myself for such an eventuality, and all the geometry favored my location...

Author: By Darren Kilfara, | Title: Singing in the Rain, For Once | 9/20/1994 | See Source »

...happened that quickly--just like that, I'd lost my foul ball virginity. No jumping up and down, just a dazed smile of wonderment on my face at having fulfilled a lifelong dream. And at least I got one part of my dream scenario right: when the crowd applauded my effort, I did compose myself just quickly enough to manage a pirouette to the fans behind me and a quick wave of the catching hand. The moment passed, and the game moved on, but I remained transfixed...

Author: By Darren Kilfara, | Title: Singing in the Rain, For Once | 9/20/1994 | See Source »

...with McGriff or maybe Justice belting a two-run shot to open the scoring in the sixth. Matt left early knowing that Atlanta's lead was almost safe, and after we moved to the lower deck for the final two innings, my brother actually had his hands on a foul shot of his own before it was wrenched away by stronger muscles. We traded quips about our terrible bullpen, even though McMichael actually notched a save for us, and the Braves salvaged something from the series. But all I could think about was foul balls, and strikes...

Author: By Darren Kilfara, | Title: Singing in the Rain, For Once | 9/20/1994 | See Source »

Bagwell, Gwynn, Griffey and Williams may yet have their years in the sun, but what really depresses is the realization that with every week and month of games lost, for all the fans still waiting patiently through this longest of rain delays, that many more foul balls don't get sprayed into the crowd, and kids like me, or real kids half my age, can't hold them aloft with the triumphant innocence of youth. And when baseball loses its youth, we won't have baseball...

Author: By Darren Kilfara, | Title: Singing in the Rain, For Once | 9/20/1994 | See Source »

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