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Point To Ponder

"Strike Two."

"C'mon Dan. Swing the bat."

I knew I was supposed to, but it seemed that every time I did, the bat never seemed to go where I wanted it to, so it just seemed like better odds to me if I tried to crouch low.

"Strike Three!"

Once again, my strategy had failed. And as I made my way back down the familiar path to the dugout, my coach just shook his head.

"You'll never get anywhere waiting for a walk."

I knew he was right, and as my first year of little league progressed, I did swing the bat - a lot. I never hit much mind you, but I did swing the bat. Over the course of the season, I...

 

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