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Hey Harker...that reminds me of a story.

When I worked as an accountant (first job out of college)...we used to go to the batting cages at lunch time. You could choose your pitcher...Nolan Ryan, Fernando Valenzuela, etc.

Well, I could always hit a baseball well, but I got REAL good at the batting cages. We would go every day. I tore my hands up until I got smart and got some batting gloves.

At the same time, I was on a slow pitch softball team. My timing was so used to the hardball pitching machines that I could not hit a slow pitched softball to save my life.

I was playing in a softball game that had a lot of spectators. I whiffed on three pitches. Three strikes you're out. I couldn't get my timing right to hit a softball.

Who the hell whiffs in slow pitch softball? Never been so embarrassed...people were laughing at me.

Ozzy! Ozzy!