Here’s the thing about baseball-it’s not the individual sport I thought it was. Turns out I was wrong about that. Yeah, the… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
“Zik spits into the dirt in from of home plate, his own little ritual. He digs in and grits his teeth, snarling… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
“My heart went into triple time, like that burst you get when you realize the ball is going over the heads of… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
At the end of the day, it's a series of individual challenges played out against a team defense. It's a psersonal test… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
“In baseball, when you get into the batter's box, that's it. It's just you. It's one man against the world. All that… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
I do what I've trained my whole life to do. I watch the ball. I keep my eye on the ball. I… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
“People can wonder and ponder and imagine all they want. But their curiosity does not entitle them to enter my world.” — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
“See, forgiveness doesn't happen all at once. It's not an event -- it's a process. Forgiveness happens while you're asleep, while you're dreaming, while… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
“Can they, like get fingerprints from her neck? Can they catch the guy that way?” “This guy isn’t an amateur. He probably used gloves.”… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
“Someone's on the rag," she chides, then grabs her crotch as if adjusting a cup. "And it's not me.” — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
Here’s the thing about baseball-it’s not the individual sport I thought it was. Turns out I was wrong about that. Yeah, the batter is… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
This is why I forgive, but I don't forget. When you forget someone, the forgiveness doesn't mean anything anymore. — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
Maybe Rachel was right all along. Maybe the past is past, history is history, and you just push it aside and look for the… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
Yes,” Howie said solemnly. “I can teach you how to be more ‘street’”. “For God’s sake…” “Or is it ‘urban’? I can’t remember. Anyway,… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
And my parents made me want i am. So what? We get stuff from our parents, but we also get stuff from the world… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
“And Jazz snapped. He didn't snap the way a normal person might snap. A normal person would fling his arms around and stomp his… — Barry Lyga Copy Share Image
