Yesterday, for the first time since 7 years, I played baseball again. My arms, my shoulders and my legs protest furiously under the sudden manifestation that occurred this sunday. But hell it was worth it. Though rusty, the technique hasn't perished, neither has the power in my arm, the condition's poor though and my muscles heavily protested after only fifteen minutes of balling. But it felt great to smell the gravel again.
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