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How I didn’t get signed to the Mets

This article was published on March 12, 2020 and may be out of date. To maintain our historical record, The Cascade does not update or remove outdated articles.

Gym class in elementary school was a special place, where early talent and a love of sports blossomed for many students. 

In fifth grade I had my frisbee confiscated. Being both a danger to myself and anyone within the same football field as me, I was generally shuffled behind the metal backstop when we were playing catch for the baseball unit. A shame to my entire baseball-playing family, the frequency at which I caught fly balls was calculated in times per month instead of times per game. I was not an intentionally malicious child, bent on harming those around me with throwable objects, and I was not uninterested in baseball. Sometimes the things I threw just didn’t go where they were supposed to, and the things that were thrown at me didn’t go where I thought they were going. 

Sadly my tale does not have a happy ending. I did not get glasses and realize I was a baseball star (in fact, glasses made my throw worse somehow), and I have not been signed to the Mets. In fact, I would most likely be kicked off of any bowling team within a single game, perhaps a single throw even. But I do have a group of friends who play ultimate frisbee with me in the summer, trusting me with that sweet, forbidden frisbee. I have only made one person cry so far, which I think is a win for us all in the end.

 

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