The last time I was in New York City, I was playing independent pro ball for the @ferryhawks in Staten Island, trying to keep a dream alive that felt like it was slipping. I’d just gone undrafted, questioning everything. My purpose, my path, whether the sport I gave everything to even had a place for me anymore. I was away from my loved ones, my family, my friends, everyone.
On an off day that summer, I bought a ticket and sat in the Yankee Stadium outfield bleachers. Just a guy in the stands with a lot of questions and not many answers. No plan. Just blind hope that somehow, someway, it would all work out.
Last week, I played in front of a sold-out crowd in front those same bleachers.
I couldn’t have written that. I didn’t even know to hope for it.
A blind tryout for Banana Ball that fall changed everything. And somewhere along the way, I stopped waiting to arrive and started learning to love the journey. The grind, the uncertainty, the growth that only comes from not knowing what’s next. The journey stopped being something to survive and started being something to enjoy.
And now here I am, back in the city where I once sat in the stands wondering if I had a future in this game, playing on that same field, enjoying every minute I’ve got.
I haven’t been perfect along the way. But I’ve learned that the plans already written for you are bigger than anything you’d write for yourself. You just have to keep moving long enough to walk into them.
Trust the process, even when you can’t see it.
Have hope, even when it feels blind.
Especially then.
#bananaball #yankeestadium #baseball #trusttheprocess #nevergiveup
The last time I was in New York City, I was playing independent pro ball for the @ferryhawks in Staten Island, trying to keep a dream alive that felt like it was slipping. I’d just gone undrafted, questioning everything. My purpose, my path, whether the sport I gave everything to even had a place for me anymore. I was away from my loved ones, my family, my friends, everyone.
On an off day that summer, I bought a ticket and sat in the Yankee Stadium outfield bleachers. Just a guy in the stands with a lot of questions and not many answers. No plan. Just blind hope that somehow, someway, it would all work out.
Last week, I played in front of a sold-out crowd in front those same bleachers.
I couldn’t have written that. I didn’t even know to hope for it.
A blind tryout for Banana Ball that fall changed everything. And somewhere along the way, I stopped waiting to arrive and started learning to love the journey. The grind, the uncertainty, the growth that only comes from not knowing what’s next. The journey stopped being something to survive and started being something to enjoy.
And now here I am, back in the city where I once sat in the stands wondering if I had a future in this game, playing on that same field, enjoying every minute I’ve got.
I haven’t been perfect along the way. But I’ve learned that the plans already written for you are bigger than anything you’d write for yourself. You just have to keep moving long enough to walk into them.
Trust the process, even when you can’t see it.
Have hope, even when it feels blind.
Especially then.
#bananaball #yankeestadium #baseball #trusttheprocess #nevergiveup
