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by joez
Same here. 73 years ago when I was 6 years old, my uncle, who lived in Euclid, drove down to Bridgeport to pick me up and take me to my first baseball game in Cleveland. It was against the Yankees. A double header. This was a yearly ritual (weekend series vs the Skanks) until he passed 10 years later. Never forget the trips up I-77. I don't remember him ever having anything nice to say about the Yankees. I guess it kind of rubbed off.
“Every day is a new opportunity. You can build on yesterday's success or put its failures behind and start over again. That's the way life is, with a new game every day, and that's the way baseball is.”
-- Bob Feller