There was a familiar face in the Phillies’ dugout before Wednesday’s game. Larry Bowa was back in the spot he manned from 2001 to 2004 when he managed the club.
I spent the better part of the spring trying to convince my seven-year-old, Little League-playing son to stop swinging the bat like a golf club and hit down on the ball, not swing for the fences.
On Thursday, the Phillies continued their 29-year support of the fight against ALS (Lou Gehrig’s disease).
It started as a whisper, picked up by the cool Clearwater breeze and whisked along to the people who needed to hear it.