#seb

Every day is a new opportunity. You can build on yesterday's success or put its failures behind and start over again. That's the way life is, with a new game every day, and that's the way baseball is. ↗

— Bob Feller

#baseball #behind #build #day #every

I don't think baseball owes colored people anything. I don't think colored people owe baseball anything, either. ↗

— Bob Feller

#baseball #colored #either #i #owe

Baseball is only a game, a game of inches and a lot of luck. During a time of all-out war, sports are very insignificant. ↗

— Bob Feller

#baseball #during #game #inches #insignificant

My father kept me busy from dawn to dusk when I was a kid. When I wasn't pitching hay, hauling corn or running a tractor, I was heaving a baseball into his mitt behind the barn... If all the parents in the country followed his rule, juvenile delinquency would be cut in half in a year's time. ↗

— Bob Feller

#baseball #behind #busy #corn #country

My father loved baseball and he cultivated my talent. I don't think he ever had any doubt in his mind that I would play professional baseball someday. ↗

— Bob Feller

#baseball #cultivated #doubt #ever #father

I used to have all the Goosebumps books as a kid too. ↗

— Tom Felton

#goosebumps #i #kid #too #used

I grew up in the '60s, which was a creative time, so it wasn't that big of a stretch to go from a baseball bat to a guitar to a film camera. ↗

— Abel Ferrara

#bat #big #camera #creative #film

I'm just a seasonal guy. Basketball, football, baseball, boxing, golf. Give it to me all the time. ↗

— Jerry Ferrara

#basketball #boxing #football #give #golf

Pleasure eased the edges of Tiern-Cope's face, and with his mouth curved in a smile he resembled his brother more than ever. But the eyes gave him away. They were cold, a lifeless, icy blue. He grasped the woman's hips, and this woman who had Olivia's copper hair and even her features, cried out in a low, guttural moan of pleasure incapable of containment. "I am coming," he said. He opened his eyes again, looking at her, and she wanted to weep from the heartbreak. His hips came up, and he gasped and said, "My heart. My love. I'm coming." She slid away, down and away, and into the safety of Sebastian's embrace. His arms enfolded her, warm and tight. Hurry, she thought. ↗

— Carolyn Jewel

#dream-sequence #olivia #sebastian #the-spare #dreams

I also developed an interest in sports, and played in informal games at a nearby school yard where the neighborhood children met to play touch football, baseball, basketball and occasionally, ice hockey. ↗

— Steven Chu

#baseball #basketball #children #developed #football