I Miss the One Sport That I Love

March 26th was the 14th birthday of my brother Dylan. Its hard to believe that he is getting so old and mature. I still see him as like an eight year old. NOw i feel like the older relatives who always mention how tall ive grown even though ive been the same hegiht for like 7 years. We went to scandia and played some golf and raced some cars. But the best part of the night was simply going to the batting cages. I cannot remember the last time i hit a ball. Me with all my testosterone (cant spell very well) had to go into the fastest cage, which was only 70mph. Now since it has been so long since someone pitched a ball to me i was slightly nervous that i was going to look soooo stupid. Surprisingly i was rocking those balls, they couldnt hang with me. Then i had a huge boost of confidence and it made me miss playing the most awesome sport of all time. I miss this sport sooooooooo much.