Fast-Pitch

Engrossed in a women's softball game you happen to pass while strolling a park, several edifying reflections concerning "base" sports might suddenly come to you. They are hardly original--they are, perhaps, sentiments you have heard but had heretofore found no particular application for. You might marvel at the vociferous camaraderie, and note the contrast with a corps of still and spectating teammates stirred only by some particular voice. You might gape at the imposing windmill enacted by the pitcher--how that woman pitcher's furious vitality contrasts with the rangy, impassive hurl practiced by the professional male. You might spy in the flesh the "solid grasp of fundamentals" that you had not known enough to miss in the first place.

I encourage all of you to attend a local women's softball game.