The Kid was priceless.
He made it cool to wear your hat backwards, and he spawned a generation of Little Leaguers who tried to imitate a left-handed swing that couldn’t be repeated.
I was one of those kids and no athlete has since captured my imagination like he did.
Every weekday, The Southpaw finds a sentence that grips him. It could be through its language or the ideas it carries that he finds interesting. It could be a piece of dialogue from a movie, an excerpt from a book or a lyric from a song.