It was meant to be. My first post here in over eight years had to be about Pablo Sandoval.
Like Sandoval, I was here, then I was gone, and then I came back. Like Pablo, I made questionable choices which could’ve precluded my return. Pablo said unkind things. I compared hitting coaches to part of the female anatomy. We both had just enough charm to weasel our way back in.
As I return, Sandoval is leaving again.
“It’s one of those moments you don’t want to forget.