I don't care if you like baseball as much I do. I don't care if you like sports at all. There is humanity and character and strength of purpose and honor when players exhibit the level of sportsmanship and honor that most games hope to inspire.
I don't know if you've heard about the story of the Washington college softball game played last weekend. When Sara Tucholsky hit her first home run ever, she looked up to watch the ball go over the fence and missed first base. She pulled up quickly behind the base to turn around and seriously injured her knee. She had to crawl to first base to touch it. In the meantime, her two teammates who had been on base ran and scored their runs.
There were none of her teammates on the field to help her and the rules strictly forbid anyone not on the field already helping her to continue. They could have put in a substitute runner, but to do so would have erased her home run.
So two members of the opponant's team volunteered to carry Sara around the bases. In doing so, they helped her score a run that would eliminate their own team from advancing in NCAA competition. I can't think of a better example of sportsmanship or better examples of how exactly we should all live our lives.
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