Start with a crisp fall morning, a quiet neighborhood, and a hoodie that says exactly who we root for. That’s where our stroll begins—plugging local merch with a smile, trading hellos with dog walkers, and letting the day set the tempo. A creek appears, and with it a flood of mischief: Crossman pumps, Daisy rifles, and the wildly confident belief that a base-stealer can outrun a BB. The welt fades, the story stays, and the laughter still lands. Baseball steps up next. We plant our flag for t...
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