But the single reason for me leaving the Los Angeles Dodgers was sitting to the left in the stands as I walked out. I glanced over; and even though her gaze was mostly hidden by the peak of her Lions ball cap, I could see enough to lock eyes with her for a split second. It was all I needed. I stepped into place. Much had been written about my rituals every time I was at bat; what I did, why I did it, what it meant, and every time I merely offered the reporter a shrug and a “just one of those things, man,” then continued with the interview. Using the tip of my bat I drew out the letter M. M for
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