It Is The Same Game That Moonlight

It Is The Same Game That Moonlight Graham Played In 1905. It Is A Living Part Of History, Like Calico Dresses, Stone Crockery, And Threshing Crews Eating At Outdoor Tables. It Continually Reminds Us Of What Was, Like An Indian-head Penny In A Handful Of New Coins.

Other People Get Into Occupations By Accident Or Design; But Writers Are Born. I Could Work At Selling Motels, Or Slopping Hogs, For Fifty Years, But If Someone Asked My Occupation, I'd Say Writer, Even If I'd Never Sold A Word. Writers Write. Other People Talk.

Baseball Is The Most Perfect Of Games, Solid, True, Pure And Precious As Diamonds. If Only Life Were So Simple. Within The Baselines Anything Can Happen. Tides Can Reverse; Oceans Can Open. That's Why They Say, "the Game Is Never Over Until The Last Man Is Out." Colors Can Change, Lives Can Alter, Anything Is Possible In This Gentle, Flawless, Loving Game.

Praise The Name Of Baseball. The Word Will Set Captives Free. The Word Will Open The Eyes Of The Blind. The Word Will Raise The Dead. Have You The Word Of Baseball Living Inside You? Has The Word Of Baseball Become Part Of You? Do You Live It, Play It, Digest It, Forever? Let An Old Man Tell You To Make The Word Of Baseball Your Life. Walk Into The World And Speak Of Baseball. Let The Word Flow Through You Like Water, So That It May Quicken The Thirst Of Your Fellow Man.

I Was Lucky To Get One Good Adaptation. Field Of Dreams The Musical Is Lurking In The Wings. Hope It Will Provide My Daughters With A Ton Of Money Someday.