At West Torrance, near perfection is in the air and on the mound
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The sky is Windex blue. The seeds are spitting from my lips at 78 mph. And the air is popping with the thhhwack of the catcher’s mitt.
Here I am, camped out in the first-base side bleachers, soaking in my first baseball game of the season: Newport Harbor vs. West Torrance. The lefty from West Torrance, Kyle Petter, just sizzled fastballs galore past three flailing Sailors to close out the fourth inning, keeping a 1-0 lead. He has 10 strikeouts already. And I’m already in mid-season form -- cracking seeds, spitting seeds and keeping a box score.
A day as perfect as today makes me hark back to James Earl Jones in ‘Field of Dreams.’ Let’s watch...
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