Caught this link up on Facebook and thought it was super interesting. I know he’s on the Tigers, but you have to respect the man and this post really shows you what a professional batter has to deal with.
I saw my first game back in 1987 against the Montreal Expos. I can recall walking up those concrete ramps to the "Uppers" with my family at Shea. The banter of New Yorkers talking about their lives. The smell of hot dogs as the vendors passed by. The darkness of a 7:10 game right before you enter the short tunnel welcoming one of the most magnificent sights you will ever see as a young boy - the green grass of a major league baseball field.