Time
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As the hands of time continue you on, we see the world in front of us change. One thing remains the same. Baseball, and the way of life it brings upon us. Thinking back to the days when you were a child and how innocent the game was. How the flow of the game just amazed you and the guy on the mound seemed like was throwing so hard. Now to the point where we are now and not one thing has changed. The love for it all still remains and the sheer passion continues to grow. There are still 3 outs in a inning and still 9 innings that must be played. This world around us has been torn down and rebuilt, but not baseball it has stood strong through all of the diversity. No war on this earth has stoped the game of baseball...