Neither of my parents took me to my first major league baseball game. That’s probably a bit rare, but it’s true.
It’s certainly nothing I hold against them. It’s because of my parents that I love baseball, and it’s because of baseball that I even exist. I’ll let you do the math, but the normal human gestational period is 40 weeks, and my birthday is 40 w…
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