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A Good Kind of Pain

A_baseball_and_gloveLast night I had a catch with my middle boy.

He’s 13 now, and we’ve had catches in the spring most years that he’s been able to hold a baseball in one hand. Well, maybe with the exception of those two years we lived in Alaska. I think maybe the weather kept us from having a real catch until technical summer.

We lined up with my back to the grill, where I could sneak over and turn the chops in between throws. He was out toward the southern fence.

The first throw hit my glove right in the palm, where the leather is thin, and your palm can really feel the contours of the ball.

It popped, loudly, with that pleasurable sound of leather on leather that sound equivalent of  the smell of fresh-cut-grass or peanuts or cheap beer and hot dogs.

The sound of baseball.

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