The .300 Standard
The crack of the bat, the rhythm of innings, the slow unfolding of a game that refuses to be rushed. Opening Day always feels like a reset, not just for teams but for anyone paying attention. The air shifts, the sun lingers a little longer, and the grass begins to reclaim its color. There is something grounding about it, something that signals movement, growth, and a return to possibility. I have always loved baseball for that reason. As a lifelong Cubs fan, I know something about patience, persistence, and the belief that the work eventually pays off. The game teaches you things if you let it. So there I was, tuned into the second game of the season, when a comment from the broadcast stopped me. The announcer mentioned a player's batting average, sitting around .300, and then said something that I could not shake: that player fails seven out of every ten times he steps to the plate. Said plainly, almost as an afterthought. And yet it landed like something worth sitting with. Becau...