 space, there's something about playing baseball in the summer on a field that's out in the middle of the cornfields, practically. And those thunderstorms, I'll never forget a thunderstorm that rolled in and the lightning struck and the backstop on the playing field glowed. What was it like? Tell me about your playing baseball in the Midwest. Well, first of all, my mother, God rest her soul, raised three boys. And when I was eight years old, I was in third grade.