"The good Lord was good to me.
He gave me a strong body, a good right arm, and a weak mind."
-Dizzy Dean
I have this image in my mind of a pitcher on a mound with a baseball in his hand.
Zoom in on the baseball, dirty, being fidgeted by the pitcher in all the rituals they do before they throw it.
When I have a thought mulling around my head,
perhaps an agitating thought,
I keep fidgeting with it
I think maybe if I express it, it will be so powerful,
that it will speed to over 100 mph over the targeted plate.
But to my astonishment,
often times it is weak and nothing at all once expressed.
The kind of emotion that wonders if the coach will get the relief pitcher.
So when I am turning a ball in my hand of confession,
I think, there probably is not that much power in this,
why should I bother?
I should just toss it up and catch it myself.
Play around with it.
But to say it aloud, is to throw it, to have the perfect, slow motion pitch.
And our jaws drop.
Why does speaking confession aloud have such an amazing effect??
Game winning effect?
I don't know the answer to that, but I know the stats.
Confession wins every time.
The power of a great flying ball.
The power of the spoken word.
"Talking to reporters over his pitcher's inability to hit,
San Francisco Giants manager Alvin Dark joked
'They'll put a man on the moon before
Gaylord Perry hits a home run.'
During a game on July 20, 1969;
a mere 20 minutes after Neil Armstrong set foot
on the moon, Perry stepped up to bat
and hit his first career home run."
-Bleacher Report
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