So the call came at one o'clock on Saturday afternoon. I had just gotten back to my hotel room after another uneventful extended spring training game. I was told to go back down to the lobby and catch a van back to the field so that I could pack up all my stuff. After witnessing many of my buddies get released, and knowing that there were many more to come, this phone call made me nervous.
Extended spring training is like war. There are no rules, you have no control, and anything is possible. This is made all the worst when you are 23 years old and a position player. So, when I heard "come back and pack your stuff", I expected the worst.
However, that feeling turned to delight (for lack of a
better word) when I heard the words "you are going to
Excuse me?? Did I hear that right?
So after cramming everything I owned into three bags and
paying an extra $25 for overweight baggage I was sitting on a plane back to
Oh, and this was supposed to be my day off.
I have never been so happy to lose a precious day off, but
to get out of extended I would have given up a lot. Anyway, I arrived at 9 am in
Now this is what baseball is all about: Butts in the stands, nice stadiums, team competition, and of course, walk-off homers.
So, I'm here for now, with no idea about how long I'm going to stay. But, I will tell you one thing; I will do whatever it takes to not have to go back to extended. Well I need to get some sleep so that I can get up and move into my host family's house and out of this hotel.
I will let you guys know how it goes.
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