Field of Dreams

I played catch with my Dad for the first time in about 14 years today. What a feeling...putting on a glove I haven't worn in just about as long, hearing the snap of a ball hitting the glove, fielding a ground ball....makes me want to play again. Of course, baseball would be all we'd talk about while catching. I still have a love for the game; I'm know that's why I've enjoyed coaching the past two years. EventPictures check out pictures of the Orioles from Anderson, SC.

"The memories will be so thick, they'll have to brush them away from their faces."
Thanks for the catch, Dad.