My first stop of the day once I sit down at the computer is Yahoo Sports Major League Baseball page. Every day. I check on scores, my fantasy team, and headlines of note. Usually, a little dose of baseball (along with a stiff cup of coffee) sets me up well for the day.
This morning, however, I was greeted with a story that cut quickly and cut deep. Perhaps it is my love of the game, or perhaps it is because it is so easy to identify with a father just trying to create a memory for his young son. I had to close my office door for a minute.
How terribly sad. Thoughts and prayers to the family, and especially to the son.
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It's a good thing I was downstairs away from the kids as I read this. I don't think I could of handled explaining why their Dad was crying. Especially since I've been the dad who helps get a ball for his son.
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