Obviously inspired by my interview with him coming out in that week's issue of ESPN The Magazine, American Idol winner Scotty McCreery Friday night struck out a career-high eight batters in his Senior Night start for Garner Magnet High School against Southeast Raleigh.
I already rambled about Scotty in a previous blog post, and I swear, I'm not just going on about the kid because he's famous. I really love the fact that he's made time to play baseball this year. He's never going to get to do it again. I mean, yeah, he'll probably get to throw around some if he wants, but he'll never play on an organized team after this season's over. He recognized that, and forced it into his schedule. That's love of the game, man. Some weekends he's touring with the biggest names in country music—heck, he's becoming one of the biggest names in country music—but for a few months, he's also just been a kid on a ballclub, out there raking dirt, tamping the mound, wearing the exact same uniform as a dozen other guys, just being a kid.
There's something just impossibly romantic about that to me. This country music star, clinging to his youth in the form of a kid's game.
I know, sorry, I'm getting way too saccharine right now. Sue me. I just thought it was awesome, and sometimes that makes me ramble.
Let's flip this. Turn it on you. What would you do if you could McCreery yourself? What I mean is, what's something from your youth you'd do more of if you could? If you can't, why not? And if you can—why ain'tcha?