A lot was at stake. It was the top of the seventh. One out. A man on first and second waiting to tie the game. As the batter stepped up to the plate, I watched with a sense of surrealism. The New York Yankee on my television screen had stood just feet away from me only a decade before. His expressions familiar to the boy with the gregarious grin who walked the halls of my high school. Only in this moment he was pensive. He took his place at the top of the diamond and raised his bat. Flashbacks of the Toms River Indians field flooded my mind in the nanoseconds before the first pitch.
There it was. The perfect pitch. Over the plate. A power hitter's delicacy, but he only got a taste. I could feel the energy of the crowd intensify. He took his second swing. Would this be it? He connected. Crack! –– Deep and long she flew. Up, up and snuck at the wall by the outfielder.
The chance to change the momentum of the outcome was slipping from the Yankees' grip. As we continued to watch the ALCS, my husband referred to baseball as a game of failure. He defended his comment by citing that an average at bat only has a 30 percent success rate. It made me pause. These baseball players get up to the plate every time knowing full well the odds are against them.
If you dial into the energy of the game, you can share in the pressure of every pitch. While the count increases and the momentum shifts, each varying result reminds us that this is a mental battle as much as it is physical. It was in that moment talking with my husband, I realized the beauty of our great American pass time aligns uniquely with the great American spirit of the entrepreneur.
Although statistics may average that failure is to be part of the equation, success is just a matter of consistently making an effort. No matter what pitch life throws you, no matter what failures arise, if your goal is to knock it out of the park, then keep getting up to bat and swinging for the fences.