The Day I Hated Baseball

In my effort to cover content that is All About Baseball, this is a personal account of a tragedy that occurred in a tournament game that involved my high-school team in 1974. Briefly, someone died and I saw it happen right in front of me. I would like to say that this surreal moment transformed me into a better person, but the suddenness and severity of the event was too much for a 17-year-old kid to process, and they way it was handled, though considered “normal” for the era, was still harsh and hectic. So, I shoved it behind me, or tried to, with little success. The repercussions still reverberate in my mind — even after 50 years — as I still try to process it. email: [email protected] Music: “Field Grass” by Sergei Pavkin