The Sun Came Out
I had the privilege of attending Opening Day at Comerica Park yesterday. It was very cold in the stadium – I heard the wind chill was a balmy 28 degrees.
Anyway, about halfway through the game, the sun peeked out from behind the clouds for the first time, and a loud, sustained cheer went up – one of the louder ones on the day. A few second later, the Tiger batter (who I believe was Carlos Guillen) h
it a ball in the air and many people in the crowd leaped up, thinking it was going to be a home run.
Not even close. It was a lazy fly ball to center and the inning was over. I wondered why people thought that was goin
g to be a home run – just because the sun came out? Hitting a home run is not an easy thing to do and requires a lot more skill and talent than having the sun come out.
Life’s a lot like that. I’m a big believer that you create your own luck. And yes, I admit to playing the “if I can successfully throw this piece of paper in the wastebasket, then something good will happen to me” game, but there’s more to it than that. You have to do at least some work to make good things happen.
But when everything falls into place, it makes success all the more sweeter.
