baseball season
If you don’t know, baseball is my favorite sport. It always has been and always will be. I was a pitcher up until high school and decided to quit because I didn’t really see a future in it. In addition to not seeing a future, I lost my passion for the game. Instead of playing baseball I went and got a job so I could make some “cheese”. This was for the subwoofers that went in the back of my Nissan Pathfinder.
Back to the story now. The Braves were my favorite team growing up. Now that I live in Colorado, I feel it should be the Rockies. Here is a conversation I had with a friend from Georgia today. He even knows what’s up.—
(Above the talk about the Rockies in that text message, we talked about balloon boy. You forgot about him, didn’t you? Oh, and Nate’s last name isn’t really, Hump. It’s Humphreville. I thought I should let you know that.)
I don’t even know if the people that read this blog are into sports. I doubt you are because I never write anything about sports.
What is something you thought you would end up doing later on in life when you were growing up, but ended up losing a passion for?











