Story #10: "The Knuckleball Artist" (Chapter 21)

A sad sermon, two hockey masks, two six-packs of Special Beer, a trash bag, one lightning rod, one tiny hiccup, an empty tank of gas, and a big unit.

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CHAPTER 21

PINSTRIPES

Saturday morning knuckleball sessions were not going well, and a year of Saturday morning practices was not going to fix the problem. Neither wanted to be the first to say it, but there’s only so long you can keep hunting through unmowed outfield grass chasing down wild pitches.

Reginald’…