“From the Dirt to the Diamond”
Brothers, sisters—let me talk to you plain.

Some of us weren’t born on green grass. We were born on cracked pavement, in neighborhoods where baseballs are scuffed, gloves are worn thin, and hope feels like a luxury we can’t afford. But let me tell yousomething real:

Diamonds are made under pressure.

You don’t need a $300 bat to learn how to swing. You don’t need a personal trainer to develop heart. What you need is already in you: that fight, that grit, that drive to keep throwing even when nobody’s watching, even when nobody believes you’ll make it.

The system isn’t fair.
Let’s not lie about it.

The scouts aren’t coming to every