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This kid ain't headed to the majors, no way...

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Nov. 3rd, 2009 | 09:20 am

Wally Moon's Summer Baseball Camp (or was it Wally Moon's Baseball Summer Camp?), in the hills east of Covina, California, 1962. Look at the size of that mitt! It's bigger than my whole chest!

Little League, 1966. Our team was "Badillo S&M Pharmacy." I wore the number 8. What a joke! The only reason I was in the Little League "majors" that year was because my dad was the team's coach. I struck out looking about 100 times that season. And I almost hit a home run once! Other than that, it was a season to forget. I never played organized ball again after this.

I was pretty darned good with a bat when I wasn't afraid the pitcher would hit me, though. If someone would pitch underhand to me, I could hit a ball anywhere on the field I wanted to. I never imagined that when I put down my bat after my last time up in PE in my senior year in high school that I'd never hit a baseball again. I'm too old to even think about doing that now...


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from: anonymous
date: Feb. 10th, 2012 10:16 pm (UTC)

I do remember the hike...........it was "HOT"............I made a mistake before,......I played for Perino's, but my team was The Indians not Pirates-......just found the team picture the other day.........I'll post it soon...............

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from: ashetlandpony
date: Feb. 11th, 2012 06:06 pm (UTC)

Please do post the team picture! I'd love to see it!

Incidentally, here is an aerial photo I found recently that shows the Baptist Seminary in 1960.


If you download the original-size picture, in the extreme foreground, you can see a small portion of the field where our ball diamonds would soon be built, and just this side of the trees, you can just make out the beginning of the path up that steep, wooded slope. Isn't that neat?

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