Making it to the "Big Show" (no, I'm not referring to Glen Ordway and the other not my WEEIdols) would be a dream come true for many aspiring Little Leaguers, including myself. But like most of you, the readers, I'm just here. I'll never strike out A-Rod and I'll never blast one of Rivera's 94mph cutters out of the park. But that's okay, I've come to grips with the fact that making it to the big leagues (and Staying) is about as difficult as attending one of The Steve Miller Band's come back tour concerts. It takes a lot of patience, can be very frustrating, and you know you can do a better job than them if you could just fight your way onto the stage.
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