On June 18, 1978, my father treated me to my first New York Yankees baseball game. We sat in the upper deck. It was Bat Day, and I could not wait to see Reggie Jackson play. He put on an incredible show during batting practice, hitting one baseball out of Yankee Stadium and onto River Avenue in the Bronx. At least that is how I remember it. I was eight years old. Unfortunately, his performance in the game was not as exciting. He went 0-4, striking out four times.
Four years…
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