JB pulled the neckline of his shirt up to his mouth and chewed on it; anything to cover up the trembling lower lip. He took off his hat and wiped his eyes on his shirt sleeve; everyone watching knew there were tears waiting to fall. His teammates offered encouragement. "You can do it, it's ok". The coach came to the mound to settle him down. Two runs had already scored and the bases were loaded with only one out. JB and his team had to dig deep to hold on to their lead. "It's all good. Continue Reading