Cold Case In Ellyson

I watched a high school regional championship baseball game last night. Two powerhouses – both pitchers with ERAs under one. I knew what to expect with the local boy, but was shocked to see the size of his opponent – a 5’9″ bulldog. You wouldn’t expect a kid with a 26-0 win record and .44 ERA to be that size…I admit that…and he taught me and our local team a lesson…

He worked feverishly. No batter had time to take a cleansing breath or maybe even get the bat where he wanted it before the pitch was hurled. He worked confidently. No matter what happened on the field behind him, he took little note and delivered the next pitch. Even when he balked a baserunner over, there was no emotion, no roll of the eyes, no register on the radar. Pure bulldog.

I don’t know what lies ahead for that 5’9″ phenom, but he’s a pitcher’s pitcher, a baseball player with more poise than most men twice his age. He showed me that size matters little. It’s the size of the fight that does.