A Dropped Third Strike

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Anyone who knows me will tell you I was not much interested in sports growing up. I'd like to think that this was because I was smart enough to know I was no good at any sport and saw no real gain from participating. However, my second child reminds me, that I also don't like to do things that don't come easy.

However, I met and fell in love with a baseball player (pitcher). He's also a smart guy, so although early in our relationship he tried to teach me to play sports, he soon figured out that didn't go so well. I could however learn things like the structure of a batting line up or how to keep score in baseball (although I could never quite figure out exactly what was happening on the field), or how to read the fielders' actions.

So last night at my oldest son's game, I found myself telling some one that the reason a child ran on a strike was that it was a dropped third strike. These don't happen often in the major leagues, but with twelve year old boys, they are a common occurrence, and as in 1941, they can be used to score.