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Are You A Side-Line Coach
With spring in the air, flower’s and baseball are in full bloom. As the father of a nine-year old son, each day is spent perfecting the art of baseball. This includes making that perfect pitch to first base, snagging those ground balls and...
Life As A Cincinnati Bengal's Fan
I started to watch NFL football when I was 12 years old, it was 1992. The Cincinnati Bengal's where the local televised game for my area, this is how the loyalty began. The Bengal's fit exactly what I believed in when I was 12 years old, which was...
Schilling to the bullpen; it's a "good thing"
Perhaps Johnny Damon’s in a panic (Why are you guys still petrified of the Yankees??) with the news of Curt Schilling’s return to the Red Sox in a bullpen role. But, this latest move by Boston, in the wake of Keith Foulke’s injury and...
The Anabolic Evolution of Modern Bodybuilding
Today, drugs in some professional sports have become mainstream. The hypocrisy of Major League Baseball serves as a wake up call for an American culture that indulges in careless living by risking its health through poor nutrition, alcoholic...
Where Are the Black Head Coaches
http://www.collegecharlie.com/Blackcoaches.html About the Author
Bill Cherry has been a prep school athletics administrator for 32 years. He is a form college football and baseball player and is the webmaster of the popular CollegeCharlie Sport...
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Making All City - This Was a Great Moment In My Life.
Toward the end of my junior year at Weequahic High School in Newark New Jersey, I started hearing from my friends that I was going to make All City. How did they know I asked myself? In my usual mood of high esteem I was thinking that there was no way I would make the all city team. “Vailburg’s catcher was better than me” is what crossed my mind. I make the grade – No way. I told you I had high self esteem.
The two best teams in the city at the time, Barringer and Vailsburg would receive the most recognition for their players. We were 3-15. And our record did not display how really bad we were. I think I was the only player that batted over .300.
In the last game of the season we were playing Central High. A poor to average team at best. But they had Richie Glenn. An above average pitcher with speed to burn. I went up to bat thinking home run. I was so determined to hit a home run I remember standing closer to the plate thinking I could reach an outside pitch. Most if not all of my hits that year were singles. While I had power I had not displayed much of it. I dug in deeper ready to smack one when Richie let loose with one that was very high and very tight. So tight it stuck in my ear. I guess it did
not curve like I thought. Down I went. Out like a light.. While the ball did not stick in my ear it made quite an impression in my head. I think some thread from the ball is embedded in my ear lobe to this day.
I was slowly escorted to Coach Ginsburg’s office. When I finally awoke which seemed like hours, but was really minutes, Mr Ginsburg told me I had made the Star Ledger All City Baseball team. I was elated and soar. I was happy and groggy. I was proud and queasy at the same time.
Wow what a day. I wonder if Babe Ruth or Lou Gehrig ever went through something like this.
About The Author
Aron Wallad has been a baseball lover for over 45 years. His passions have included; playing, watching, reading, evaluating, and coaching the game he adores. Do you love inspiring quotes, unusual statistics and most of all, heartwarming baseball stories? If you love baseball you will love his baseball ezine.
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