Zoom in on a baseball resting on a field of grass. You can see the stitching in wavy lines wrapping around the ball. The grass is textured and scattered. But it’s all facing the same direction, leaning toward the right. The background is empty. It feels quiet and reflective. Will the ball be picked up or left alone?

What could have been

Enough time has passed to numb the pain. I can talk about it now.

The Toronto Blue Jays. And what could have been. The storybook season ends in heartbreak instead of happiness.

Luckily, Vladdy, Bo (fingers crossed), and Springer get another chance in another season.

And get paid handsomely for the opportunity.

But what about you?

What about your dreams? What could have been but wasn’t in your life?

Did you get another chance to redeem yourself? Did you take it, even without getting paid?

The Jays reignited a passion for baseball I haven’t felt since seeing them win back-to-back in the 90s. (Yes, this dates me as much as my back pain.)

Hell, they inspired an entire country.

Still, I’m left wondering what could have been. Not for that team and those players. For me and a life fulfilled.

I’m good at a lot of things. I’m not great at anything. I’ve tried a lot of things. I’ve failed nearly as many.

Worse, I’ve left ideas unexplored and projects incomplete. Stopped at thought, leaving what could have been at the starting line. 

But, like the rest of the country, I was inspired by the 2025 Toronto Blue Jays—that lovable cast of uncommon men.

And like those uncommon men, I didn’t come this far to leave life regretting what could have been.

The question is, what am I going to do about it? 

What would you do about it?

There are three pencils, each with a broken tip.

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