http://michaelspradlin.com/blog/2010/01/inning-3/ Fulminations and Observations Sat, 12 May 2012 22:09:10 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1 http://michaelspradlin.com/blog/2010/01/inning-3/comment-page-1/#comment-330 Bottom of the third! | Michael Spradlin Blog Tue, 12 Jan 2010 13:08:41 +0000 http://michaelspradlin.com/blog/?p=569#comment-330 [...] halfway through the third inning. I want to know one of your baseball memories. Share with me (and whomever else) and get ready for [...] [...] halfway through the third inning. I want to know one of your baseball memories. Share with me (and whomever else) and get ready for [...]

]]> http://michaelspradlin.com/blog/2010/01/inning-3/comment-page-1/#comment-326 Amy Thu, 07 Jan 2010 17:30:03 +0000 http://michaelspradlin.com/blog/?p=569#comment-326 It's not a great memory, but one of my first baseball memories. I was playing in the yard with my dad and sister. I was probably 6 or 7. I was batting and my dad was trying to help me hit the ball. He told me to just keep watching the ball. Well, my sister pitched and I watched that ball until it hit me right in the mouth, knocking out my front tooth! Of course, madness ensued! At least I can laugh about it now! :) It’s not a great memory, but one of my first baseball memories. I was playing in the yard with my dad and sister. I was probably 6 or 7. I was batting and my dad was trying to help me hit the ball. He told me to just keep watching the ball. Well, my sister pitched and I watched that ball until it hit me right in the mouth, knocking out my front tooth! Of course, madness ensued! At least I can laugh about it now!

]]> http://michaelspradlin.com/blog/2010/01/inning-3/comment-page-1/#comment-325 Rachel Tue, 05 Jan 2010 23:51:23 +0000 http://michaelspradlin.com/blog/?p=569#comment-325 I favorite memory from the one year I played it on my Church's softball team is more the fact I remember we lost every game and was excited when the distance from our score to the other teams was a small margrine (I can't remember the smallest). And one more face, I was the worst player probably. I favorite memory from the one year I played it on my Church’s softball team is more the fact I remember we lost every game and was excited when the distance from our score to the other teams was a small margrine (I can’t remember the smallest). And one more face, I was the worst player probably.

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