I remember, like it was yesterday—standing opposite a teammate as a lanky 7-year-old, I side-stepped the approaching baseball and stabbed at it with my glove…missing by a mile. I turned and ran after it, before tossing it back during pre-game warm-ups. My dad, who had already shared with me a myriad of stories from his years in fast-pitch softball, where he played second base on
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