Look, I am a true fan of Casey at the Bat, the poem written by Ernest Thayer. I have read it as a kid and have read it to my kids and have seen the Disney cartoon a millions times, and still love it. It teaches anyone interested in the game valuable lessons about ego and talent and being humble and all that stuff. Baseball is a game of failure, so the only way to get good is practice, practice, practice and to be honest, as good as you may think you are, there's always someone better.
I just wanted to share this with you this morning, on the Yankees off day. Enjoy this and share it. Again, it's been apart of me since I was about 7 and I still love it now...and I'm 40.
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