I was reading the Toronto Star sports section last night when I came across the city's high school baseball team rankings. At the top of that list, ranked #1, is Michael Power / St. Joseph's High School, my alma matter.
This isn't a new phenomena. When I was attending the school in the early 90s, we were always ranked in the top ten, often #1. I've always loved playing baseball, so in my final year I tried out for the team.
It didn't take long to realize these players were in a different class. Many had scholarships to play in the States after graduation. At least one would be drafted by a major league team. They could all hit a ton, throw bullets and it all seemed to come so naturally to them. Meanwhile, I was pouring my heart into the game and, although I didn't stick out like a sore thumb, I didn't survive the final round of cuts.
A few months later I was somewhat validated when that team won the Bob Prentice Cup at SkyDome, making Michael Power / St. Joseph's High School the GTA baseball champs. If you're gonna get cut, it's best to be cut by the cream of the crop.
