Our country is weighed heavy with issues from climate change to gun control, immigration to abortion, Russia to China, voting rights to the makeup of the Supreme Court, to a seemingly endless array of politicians and media personalities who leave us shaking our heads in distress and wondering how it ever got this bad. And then there is Aaron Judge.
His name starts with not one but two A's because he is that good. He is the all-American boy, adopted at two days old, married to his high school sweetheart, a loving son, and by the way, a larger than life star in his chosen undertaking.
If sports is intended as a distraction from the burdens we all carry with us, then Mr. Judge in 2022 is the perfect serum, the antidote to what ails.
Last night, after a seeming eternity, he nudged past Babe and sidled up to Roger. Almost a century ago the Great Bambino was the one who dwarfed all others, in the size of his personality as well as in the arc of his game and his homers. Today there is another giant wandering the streets of the Big Apple.
With his speak softly but carry a big stick aura, we have a humble hero, a present day echo of Lou Gehrig, who now gives us ample reason to All Rise.
The world's dilemmas will still be there to greet us when we awake in the morrow, but at least for today, there is double A.
Thank you Aaron. Just please don't keep us waiting so long for 62.
4 comments:
Done steroid-free to boot! The Babe played less games so who knows how many homers he might have but it's fun to have something positive to root for!
As a lifelong Mets fan, I say amen to everything you wrote. I love this guy and the way he plays the game
I quarrel only with one thing you wrote: I gave good friends who will be at Sunday’s game who are hoping to see #62
But, if he hits it before then, even they won’t be terribly disappointed.
J.O.
Well said!
AM
Awesome!
RB
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