“I love what I do. I'm appreciative and I'm still competitive. I still love baseball, but it doesn't consume me. If I can't do it anymore, then I go home and do something else. It's not the end of the world. It's just the end of your career.” IfsWorldStillsI CanEndsHomeCareersBaseballEnd Of The WorldAppreciativeBaseball Love Author:Dontrelle Willis
“All you have to do is pick up a baseball. It begs to you: throw me. If you took a year to design an object to hurl, you'd end up with that little spheroid small enough to nestle in your fingers but big enough to have some heft, lighter than a rock but heavier than a hunk of wood. Its even, neat stitching, laced into the leather's slippery white surface, gives your fingers a purchase. A baseball was made to throw. It's almost irresistible.” IfsGivingYearsLittlesMadeEndsEnoughBigsWhiteRocksDesignObjectsPicksBaseballFingersWoodsSurfaceIrresistibleLeatherNeatLightersSlipperyHunk Author:Dave Dravecky
“Baseball is the slow creation of something beautiful. It is the almost boringly paced accumulation of what seems slight or incidental into an opera of bracing suspense. The game will threaten never to end, until suddenly it forces you to marvel at how it came to be where it is and to wonder at how far it might go. It’s the drowsy metamorphosis of the dull into the indescribable.” EndsSeemsMightBeautifulGamesForceWonderCreationBaseballSuspenseDullOperaAccumulationMetamorphosisSomething BeautifulIndescribableDrowsy Author:Joshua Ferris