#baseball

Baseball isn't just a game. It's the smell of popcorn drifting in the air, the sight of bugs buzzing near the stadium lights,the roughness of the dirt beneath your cleats. It's the anticipation building in your chest as the anthem plays, the adrenaline rush when your bat cracks against the ball, and the surge of blood when the umpire shouts strike after you pitch. It's a team full of guys backing your every move, a bleacher full of people cheering you on. It's...life ↗

— Katie McGarry

#passions #ryan #life

A ballplayer spends a good piece of his life gripping a baseball, and in the end it turns out that it was the other way around all the time. ↗

— Jim Bouton

#life #life

I do what I've trained my whole life to do. I watch the ball. I keep my eye on the ball. I never stop watching. I watch it as it sails past me and lands in the catcher's mitt, a perfect and glorious strike three. ↗

— Barry Lyga

#life

I don’t know how long we talked about that game the first time my dad showed me the ticket stub. He admitted he hadn’t even been sure that he still had it, that he was surprised when he’d been able to find it. But we’ve spent hours and hours and hours talking about it since. And it’s pretty amazing, because that ticket stub sat in a box for two decades—once it let my dad into a stadium to see a baseball game, and then later, it let me into my dad’s world, into his past, to learn about the man who taught me to love a game so passionately that it shaped nearly every aspect of my life. ↗

— Tucker Elliot

#baseball-trivia #cleveland-indians #major-league-baseball #trivia #life

Beside her, she can feel each breath he draws. How is it possible to be so close to a person and still not know what you are to each other? With baseball, it's simple. There's no mystery to what happens on the field because everything has a label -- full count, earned run, perfect game -- and there's a certain amount of comfort in this terminology. There's no room for confusion and Ryan wishes now that everything could be so straightforward. But then Nick pulls her closer, and she rests her head on his chest, and nothing seems more important that this right here. ↗

— Jennifer E. Smith

#love #relationships #love

Baseball is like church. Many attend, few understand. ↗

— Leo Durocher

#baseball

Toys? When a man—a dom—said toys, he didn’t mean stuffed animals or baseballs. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #to-command-and-collar #baseball

We knew the pain of winter rushing up your skirt, and the ache of keeping your knees together in class, and how drab and infuriating it was to jump rope while the boys played baseball. We could never understand why the girls cared so much about being mature, or why they felt compelled to compliment each other... ↗

— Jeffrey Eugenides

#baseball

If I had known I was going to live this long, I'd have taken better care of myself! ↗

— Mickey Mantle

#greats #legends #baseball

It was the kind of promise a father makes easily and sincerely, knowing at the same time that it will be impossible to keep. The truth of some promises is not as important as whether or not you can believe in them, with all your heart. A game of baseball can't really make a summer day last forever. A home run can't really heal all the broken places in our world, or in a single human heart. And there was no way that Mr. Feld could keep his promise never to leave Ethan again. All parents leave their children one day. ↗

— Michael Chabon

#fatherhood #summerland #baseball