Heat Mike Lupica Quotes

Michael still thought of Havana as home, because he was born there. And he had been Miguel Arroya there. Here, he was Michael.

If there are real angels in the world," Michael said to his brother, "how come they're never around when we need them?

On days like this, baseball would make Michael as happy as it ever did. No umpires. No coaches. No rules except the ones you made up.

It's like they take poison and then hope for the other person to die.

A family of three had become, in Michael Arroyo's young mind, an army of two.

Alice in Wonderland

He imagined himself as a sprinter now, felt his arms and legs pumping, thought of the old Cuban sprinter his father used to tell him about. Juan something? No, no. Juantarena. Alberto Juantarena. His father said it was like watching a god run. And his father, the old fool, wasn't even Cuban, he was Dominican. The only Dominican who wanted to talk about track stars instead of baseball.

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