The first catch of the year

With pitchers and catchers officially reporting to Bradenton today, I thought I would share a post I wrote several years ago while still at Pittsburgh Lumber Co. I wrote this in January 2008 after getting out to the field and throwing a bit.

I put the car in park and quietly killed the engine. As I stepped out into the world, a blast of cold air met my unprotected face. I pulled the hood of my sweatshirt over my head, guarding myself against the wintry conditions. The falling snow had declined, but the winter sky remained a drab gray. In the distance, I saw that a layer of white dust covered the green grass. The undisturbed field was a welcome sight, a setting of purity that we were preparing to corrupt in a truly magnificent manner.

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