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Sunday, November 3, 2013

The Smell of Burnt Wood

"When you're standing at the plate and you hit a sharp foul ball to the backstop, the spot on the bat that made contact gets hot; the American dream forgot to tell me to step back and enjoy the smell of burnt wood."

- Adrian Cárdenas, formerly a player for the Chicago Cubs, who quit baseball to pursue an education in creative writing and philosophy (via Kottke)
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