The Tenth Inning

(sentimental piano music) My son Timmy was then 11. And I always used to say, when the baseball season was over, "It's time to put the storm windows on." So it became time to put the storm windows on (snaps fingers) in a split second, after an incredible game. And the crowd was going berserk in Yankee Stadium. And my son Colin, who was then 20, tapped me on the shoulder and said, "Dad, you better take care of Tim." And I looked down at this 11-year-old child, one of the loves of my life, and he had tears the size of hubcaps streaming down his cheek.

(chuckles) And I started crying. And I hugged him. And, you know, in my heart of hearts I was thinking, "What have I done? "What have I done?" (sentimental piano music)