Baseball:
"It breaks your heart.
It is designed to break your heart. The game begins in the spring, when
everything else begins again, and it blossoms in the summer, filling the
afternoons and evenings, and then as soon as the chill rains come, it stops and
leaves you to face the fall alone. You count on it, rely on it to buffer the
passage of time, to keep the memory of sunshine and high skies alive, and then
just when the days are all twilight, when you need it most, it stops ... and
summer is gone."
Bart Giamatti
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