I don't like Baseball. I find its slow pace to be punishing. However, like any sport, Baseball is full of life lessons. I had a little league coach who would become irate anytime one of his players struck out by not swinging at the ball.

He would say something to the attune of...

"I don't know if this math still works today, but back when I played, I had a much better chance of hitting the ball if I swung at it."

To him, striking out because you swung for the fences was perfectly acceptable. But, striking out because you were too scared to swing and miss was a cardinal sin.

I still think about this. I hate Baseball and I still think about this. Every time I step up to the plate, I'm trying to rip the cover off the ball.