31/10/2024
I am no longer the person I was when I was younger. This picture is a microcosm of why. As a life long baseball fan, as Jerry Seinfeld would say, I would root for laundry. That meant I was more concerned about the front of the jersey, symbol on the helmet, or the color of the cap.
Something changed in me. I can’t point to when or where, but I can tell you why—humanity. We all face challenges beyond our control. It doesn’t matter if you are a superstar athlete making hundreds of millions of dollars, life does not care.
This is Freddie Freeman for those who may not know. While I may not be a Dodger fan, I became
a fan of Freddie and his family. His young son Max was struck with Guillain-Barré syndrome, a rare neurological condition in which the body’s immune system attacks the nerves.
Fortunately Max is on the mend. For all of my Yankee friends and family, I certainly feel the pain of your loss. While that sting may remain for awhile, when those feelings bubble up, remember Max. There is only one game that matters, the game of life. Congratulations to my Dodgers friends. Remain humble as success can be fleeting. Just like with the Freeman’s, life can change in the blink on an eye.
