A broken left wrist halted my favorite summertime hobby:
catching batting practice home runs off the bats of the greatest baseball
players in the world.
While enjoying the Braves’ winning streak on TV last week, however,
two thoughts came to mind: (1) I have another hand and (2) eBay.
I’d never tried to catch a baseball — especially one that
travels more than 330 feet — with what is usually my throwing
hand. But I did tonight — with a used first baseman’s mitt that will need a
third owner after October.
The view from 222 was soggy tonight. And the Braves
stumbled.
But my first game as a southpaw was memorable. Just don’t tell my doctor, please.
