Senior year. He wanted to make this a memorable year. There was a new coach at the helm, as the previous one had stepped down after 14 consecutive losing seasons and never more than 2 league wins in a single year. Coach Torresani meant business. There would be baseball drills every night, a fall league that might as well have been mandatory and a new weight room regimen. The year flew fast and tryouts came and went. He didn’t worry so much this time, he had been a member of this team already and this year he was with the team all year long. Sure enough he made it. Varsity. He was the best sunflower seed spitter on the team. And he wasn’t last in the depth chart either. Just another kid on the bench. Although he wasn’t a kid anymore. He was 18 and had played the sport for 13 years. He gave it all he had and it was worth every minute of it. His team won 8 games that year, 6 of them were league games. They were one win short of the playoffs. The best season in Abington Baseball in two decades. He was part of it. He was a baseball player.
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