Folks of all colors and creeds, from all walks of life, in all age groups, become God's people in the bleachers of a ball park on a Sunday afternoon.  And the sense of community that fills the souls of fans who share a ball game does not entirely end at the exit gates.  In bars, strangers talk about the sport and its heroes and chuckle together over the antics of a personality. Board meetings begin after the score of the crucial game of the day is announced.  Kids copy the style of favorites, on playgrounds and on school diamonds.

Such people are the lovers of baseball who sense the beauty of the sport - its strangely unifying characteristics.  They enjoy its true heroes, its strategies, perhaps most of all, its peaceful and nonviolent solutions.  They read about it, analyze it, worry about it.