I used to play baseball, I hated it & was scared of the ball, but I still played because I thought it would make my parents happy. Turns out I was good at it (Kinda). Sometimes we just got to trust that everything will be okay.

It is horrible to be sad that someone is happy but it is even more evil to be happy that someone is sad.

As good as it is to do something good, it is evil to brag about it based on the wrong reasons.

Since Ripken stopped playing baseball, parents are always asking for his opinion on issues. We want the column to be more interactive than anything. We are trying to re-brand him from a baseball player to a youth sports expert.

For the parents of a Little Leaguer, a baseball game is simply a nervous breakdown into innings.

Baseball is in my heart. I know after the storm, the last thing parents were thinking about was buying an $80 glove, and when I heard the city talking about maybe not having a season, I called my wife, and we decided to help out.