Middle of winter, 20 degrees out, your outside in gym shorts long tossing. Hitting off the tee when you can't feel your hands. Arriving to the field an hour before anyone even shows up, and almost falling asleep on the infield grass after you stretch. Sliding head first, scraping your elbows and burning them and the only thing you think is "hell yeah." Having a game on a sunday night, completely daydreaming at church. Watching TV with your glove on. Taking a shit with a baseball in your hands (good time to get comfortable with your changeup grip.) Hating winter. Praying baseball season would never end, when most of your teammates love the last game of the year. Even pondering peeing on your hands to get help get rid of those blisters from the hours of extra batting practice you put in.