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It was nice to watch an MLB game live, again. Felt like a long time ago since I did so. I even made a comment/article about it. I was compelled to do so because I want to hone my writing skills. Hopefully, it includes writing an article about sports. Here's the link: Yankees vs. Braves; Derek vs. Derek

The game was such a long one, but it the end, the New York Yankees won against the Atlanta Braves, 11-7. Tomorrow will be another game, against the NY Mets.

Btw, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CAPTAIN JETER!

One of the things I hate most is cowardice. I think it's even better to say I loathe it.

Early today, I felt like being a coward. It was so annoying. All I had to do was tell someone what I did. I had no intention of hiding it, but I don't know what hit me. I was trying to think of all the possible outcomes. I wanted to cover all the bases. I was even thinking of what I might tell a friend if he experiences the same.

But I could hardly convince myself. Seemed like I needed a tangible source of encouragement. So I tried to think of Baseball. Perhaps I just happened to think of Baseball again and just tried to make a connection.

I thought of all the ballplayers I could remember and imagined them going to the field to bat, pitch and catch. They could be scared, or anxious, but they definitely want to win. So I thought of that.

I wanted something to be done so what's the point in delaying? And thank God, I got over it. It's over.

By the way, the Yankees won against the Braves last night. 8-4.

Music: Blackmore's Night - Rainbow Eye