I played little league baseball all through my youth. I played some high school baseball too.
I was a runt. I'm five foot eight or nine inches tall - and usually weigh somewhere between one hundred and forty pounds to one hundred and seventy pounds - so I was never Mr. Prospect, or anything. I didn't care. I spent countless hours at home with a bat and tennis balls - throwing them up in front of me and whacking them into the barn. I had a perfect swing, and I studied the fine points of a fluid baseball swing extensively.
I have less than great eyesight though.
The facts of the matter are that I wish there were a men's hardball league around. I am not so interested in softball. I want to play BASEBALL still. I can hit!
The facts of the matter are this though - I have one strange talent. I can throw a baseball at FAR greater speeds than most men several inches taller and thirty pounds heaver than me can. I scare the living daylights out of most anyone foolish enough to play catch with me.
. . . .everyone has to have at least one odd talent, right?