Summer is starting to fade away; organized baseball is over and for the most part, the brightly colored gloves are collecting dust in the closet. Thankfully, colored gloves (even pink, for cryin’ out loud!) are made only in the smallest sizes, where participation and fundamentals take priority over keeping score. I suppose colored gloves make some sense at this age to help the little guys find them in the dugout. At some point in their lives, the young ball players will look back on these colored gloves with either fond memories or embarrassment.
Thought for the Day: Why does someone believe you when you tell them there are over four billion stars, but check when you tell them the paint is wet?