Tax season has finally finished in what was quite the flurry. Our office was the only one in the district to meet (and exceed) our goals for new client growth and other office targets. The stretch run this past three weeks kept my competitive spirit up and was full of many experiences I can draw upon during my professional career after baseball.
With the close of the tax office, I am left only with thoughts of a baseball season that may not come to fruition. After some sleuthing by my girlfriend, she assembled the email addresses and fax numbers of all the Independent teams in four leagues that had less than two catchers on their rosters and suggested I use a page out of Chris Marchok’s playbook (he faxed flyers to Major League affiliations after being released by the Montreal Expos and was signed by Philadelphia) and contact teams directly. While this may have been an ulterior motive to her getting itchy feet about being in Tempe for a whole four months, I thought it was a great idea.
The day after sending out emails with my professional and college statistics and resume attached, I received a phone call and three emails the next day (apparently the subject line, which is the title of this post, was catchy). While one was a response saying the team had no availability at the present time, I had some bites and have a shot at signing on somewhere. All I need is the opportunity to play to keep the dream alive. I am looking forward to seeing my new swing and arm slot in game action, to see if my efforts this offseason were beneficial.