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why i do not care for baseball

Posted in Rancid Recollections with tags on February 18, 2011 by A lo Hawk

like many american boys, i wanted to play little league baseball

my dad and i would toss, catch and hit in the backyard

he took me to the ballfield on the day of the tryout

during the long day of nervous waiting, i noticed a pressure building in my bladder

the nervousness and pressure peaked while waiting my turn on deck for the batting skill test

i felt a warm, wet release of urine soaking the inner thigh denim of my pants

i remember walking up to the plate and making a humiliating attempt to swing at a few pitches

in a fog of shame afterward, i have no memory of my dad’s reaction or the ride home

all i know is the sport of baseball was never mentioned in our house again