While sitting on the couch at my home after a long day of hard manual labor at the pool, I was watching one of the many College World Series baseball games and I was struck with my love for the sport of baseball. After playing for four years, and then graduating with flying colors, I am confined to playing Men's League Softball and watching baseball on TV or at Memorial Park. While these two things are enjoyable and enable me to reminisce about times past, Whiffle Ball offers a more hands on way to reflect while also allowing the opportunity to show off a little skill I still have in my back pocket.

Played with a plastic, skinny, yellow bat and a light white ball, Whiffle ball is played according to the same basic rules as baseball. A few of the advantages to Whiffle are that it can be played basically anywhere, the light ball travels at a slower rate of speed which decreases the probability of injuries, you can field a team with anywhere from three to nine players based on field size, and the intensity and enthusiasm of these games is equal to that of an actual baseball game.

While the ball may be light, it also is half-covered with long holes, which allow the pitcher to make the ball move in different directions, like the stitches or seams on a baseball allow it's pitcher to throw different pitches. Some opponents can throw nasty curves, dirty sliders, sick knucklers, and just straight heat along with plenty of other possible pitches (the dipsie-doodle is my favorite). But don't be afraid, the light ball with all of its trajectories still seems to have only one landing zone when I am up to bat, and that is somewhere deep outta the pahk, Boston accent included in air-fare.

The only thing I know is that when you are standing in the batter's box, looking at the pitcher who could throw any number of crazy pitches, your team down by three runs with the bases loaded in the bottom of the ninth, when you hit the meatball deep and win your team the game with the ole grand salami, there is no better feeling. Getting your trot on around third base like Youk or Papi or Pedroia, I promise you will feel like a big leaguer. Take my word for it, and if you didn't wanna go out and chuck a disc like I told you too earlier, listen to the wisdom of this article and grab a yellow bat or I will find you.