Baseball is a dance

Baseball is a dance, isn’t it?  We all play off each other, successes and failures. If one messes up, the team messes up, if one succeeds you win. We all choreograph for our part in the dance. We could be standing around waiting for our cue to shine, but you must be ready for that moment. If you stumble once, everyone sees it. Anyone can dance, one may be able to hit the ball far, and the other can K the 3 batters up. Anyone can dance, but not a 3 hour one, and not 162 times in 7 months, that is what you train for, the big leagues. You are nothing without the 8 other men on the field, the coach, and the bench players cheering you on. Preparing for the dance I ask those who are better than me, I plead, I work hard to be on the lineup card, but like Walt Whitman said “My voice goes after what my eyes cannot reach.” I may work hard for it, but at the end of the day, the dance must be perfectly choreographed, or we look like a fool and get booed off the stage.

Life in Philadelphia can be like baseball as well, because sometimes you have to compete, but no one likes someone achieving or winning easily, we like cinderella stories, rags to riches. Philadelphia is a rags to riches story, we are just in it currently. Everyone is doubting us, “Don’t move their, it’s trash” they say. “You’ll get shot there” they say. I say let them talk, let them doubt, because Philadelphia is like baseball, we are just in our development years, we’ll win the World Series later. Me and all the young people are the city of Philadelphia's future, we will make Philadelphia what we want it to be, we will draw up the plays, for now we are in the farm league, so lets prove the haters wrong, and play a great game of baseball, but for life.