Today, you noticed something that I do that no one else ever sees.
Everytime I step into the batters box, I reach for the opposite edge of the plate, make a line from that edge to the inside edge, and make a line in the middle. Now, this takes a total of about a second, and no one, before you, realized what I was really doing. These little motions that I do mean something. When I hit the middle of the plate, I make a line going out. It doesn’t look like much when you just glance at it, but I make a cross. Every single time. I never forget. It’s a ritual for me. You pointed it out today, coach. You said “Robey, you make a cross at the plate don’t you? For your mom.”
I don’t know why, but it really meant a lot to me that you, out of all people, noticed and realized the significance of my motions.