My dad taught me how to pitch. We played a lot of ketch when I was a kid. J and I played a ton of ketch. J made me a really good pitcher. J's best friend Robert made me great. He was a strater on the high school team. Once he pitched a fast ball with a baketball and I swung at it and my bat bounce off the basketball and knocked me out. Later he taught me how to throw a wicked curve ball. My dad taught me how be a pitcher. Back in little league he taught me that if you keep on pitching you control the rythm of the game.
If you keep on pitching you will always fall forward.
Victory is compounded from defeat.
Defeat is not permanent.
Just throw strikes.
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