Okay. NOW we’re officially back.
One of the most amazing parts of a baseball game is the first few strums of guitar, the beat of a drum, or the notes of a synthetic, auto-tuned voice that echoes throughout Oxford-University Stadium at Swayze Field, announcing the incoming presence of a student-athlete.
Of course, we are talking about the walk-up song.
It’s an announcement that a king has arrived to claim what is rightfully his. A declaration that all your current assets are about to be engulfed in the fiery flames of a 98 miles per hour fastball.