So I decided to relive my past tonight, to be the baseball player that I wanted to be as a child. I wore out my raggedy 1995 St. Denis Region 15 Baseball Champions jacket. Yep, I rode the bench that year as 7th graders started over me. My one job was to warm up the pitchers (most of the time starter and my best friend, Brian Ostick). Occasionally, I was called upon to hit for the fences as a pitch hitter. And I did. Let’s see if the jacket still has any of that luck. No strikeout, no strilkeout, no strikeout. …. STOP! Oh shit…. A whammy.